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Guess what I did next? When we talked indian about what I was going to do the next day I told Ryan that I fancied going horse riding, I’d seen it advertised in a couple of these ticket shops but I told him that I thought that it cost too much. Ryan told me to get one of the flyers and phone the place direct. It would probably be cheaper; he also asked me if I was planning to do a Lady Godiva. I laughed as told him that there was no chance, but I teen would have to wear a skirt and that I had no plans to wear anything underneath it. I told him that I fancied bouncing up and down with my legs spread wide, my bare pussy against the leather saddle. Ryan also told me that I had to wear a tube top as a skirt if I went horse riding, and one to go out for my meal that evening. The thing was he told me to wear the tube top that I normally wear as a tube TOP. It’s only 6 inches long and when I tried it on it was impossible to cover my butt AND my pussy. I needed to top-up my alcohol level to go out wearing that as a skirt. And that’s what I did. I also decided that I needed to feel horny to be able to do it so I inserted the constant vibe, set on low, my piercing jewellery and the little chains that hang from the stirrups. I felt good. I put on a little top that ties in the front, said goodbye to Ryan (he likes watching me get dressed), and left. As I walked into town the skirt rode up front and back. Since it was dark and no one was around I left it up round my waist until I got to the lively part. I stopped just before I got there and was pulling the skirt down to cover my butt and pussy desi when a couple walked sexy passed me from behind. I have no idea how long they’d been following me or what they’d seen, but they never said anything. I wandered around, in amongst the hundreds of happy young people, until I found a ticket shop and got a horse riding leaflet. The shop was down a few steps and the ‘skirt’ rode up as I climbed down and then back up. I’m sure that the man in there had a great view of my pussy, butt and dangling chain. I found a café that I fancied and went to a table. As I sat down the skirt went up to my waist. I sat upright and crossed my legs so that the waiter and anyone else who was passing wouldn’t be able to see my pussy. The metal of the chair felt cool on my bare butt. While I was drinking and waiting for my food my thought drifted to the vibe purring away inside me. My AF crept up and I uncrossed my legs. When the waiter brought my food he had a good look at my bald pubes but he wouldn’t have been able to see any more. After I’d finished my food I ordered another beer and sat watching the world hot go by and thinking about my hot pussy. My AF reached the highest possible level and I started to cum. My quiet moans would have been drowned out by the ambient noise but anyone who looked at me would have seen my contorted face and my pussy and my knees drifted apart. When the waves died down I called the waiter and paid – after closing my legs. I adjusted my ‘skirt’ to make me decent before standing up and walking off down the street. I wandered around, constantly pulling the ‘skirt’ down, and came across the bar that has the mechanical bull. I decided to go in and watch the fun. I got another beer and found a good place to watch. I watched 6 people show (or not) their skills at staying on. Only 2 of them were men. The 4 women were all a bit tipsy – like me, and all were wearing skirts and tops. The man controlling the bull was brilliant at teasing the riders. Whenever the girls looked like they were going to fall off he’d stop it and let them get properly back on before starting it again. It was hot his job to be diplomatic even when the fucker didn’t deserve it. And wait I did. My fingers slid faster and faster up and down my pussy. After a few minutes of that, Tabatha stops and says, “Let’s try something different.” She leads me out of the pool area to the lawn and lays down a beach towel. In my world, Chris was my college's star quarterback. You guys fulfilled the dare,” Ashley said after a moment. He's waiting to find out.” Predictably, I started growing. “Just breath son. But I could say the desi same thing about Tina, as Tina and I were dating at the beginning of my employment at the limo company. Once again I blushed fiercely red as she made me realize and accept the depths to which I had sunk. “Uh… Mistress asked for indian you by name,” Tobi said teen nervously. “Barney Shalowitz.” he answered. The day after, she’d start the long journey back to LA. She left me with my dick throbbing hard and soaking wet sexy with spit and sweat. You might want the whole world to see you naked, but I'm modest." The fifty of us that weren’t climbing manned the ballistae on the first wall, and fired up on the second.