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I wandered the few metres down to the harbour and saw a whole bunch of young people getting off a little boat. They weren’t in uniform but I could tell that they were sailors by the boat that they got off; it was driven by a sailor in uniform. I was pleased to see that about a third of the young people were girls; all of them wearing mini or micro skirts. One flashed her kickers as she pov stepped over from the boat to the land. As they walked passed me one of the guys looked at me and wolf-whistled. I smiled. I went and climbed up onto the harbour wall and sat on one of the benches, with a back, between the rocks and railings to stop people falling onto the road that goes along the side of the harbour. When I sat on the front edge of the bench I could reach the railing with my feet. I spread my legs, lay back on the bench and relaxed. I could watch part of the harbour, all the people walking passed the bars and those who were walking along the little road below. It was dark but there were lots of street light so I didn’t think that anyone would be able to look up and see my pussy that was enjoying the gentle breeze; not that I cared. I stayed there for about an hour until I felt that I had recovered enough energy for the rest of the evening. compilation I climbed down and wandered into the crowds of people walking about. I wound my way to the place that I was looking for, the alley to Groper’s Bar. I followed 2 giggling young girls in, both wearing skirts as short as mine (I could see the bottom of their butt cheeks) and there was no sign of bras under their baggy tops. I made my way to the bar and waited to get served. As I stood there I felt a man press on my back, I knew it was a man because I could feel his hard cock pressing against my back. I could also feel his 2 hands as they wrapped around me and grabbed my tits outside the top of my dress. I thought about mature the 2 girls that I’d just seen wearing skirts and baggy tops and made a mental note to wear a similar outfit every time that I went there so that the hands could have slipped up the inside of my top. That was the start of the groping that I endured, no, loved, for the nest 4 hours. About half was through I went into my purse and switch the egg on. I felt that I had enough energy for a few more orgasms. And have them I did. There’s nothing better than cumming when an unknown man is groping my tits and another is finger fucking me and hitting my egg each time that his finger thrusts in. With me being so short I tried to stand near sitting men or on one of the bar stools. I think that I prefer the bar stools because I can perch on the edge, put my feet on the bars at the side, which means that my knees are well apart, and lay back to the bar. That way the men can see what they are about to finger fuck. I say men, and it caught me a bit by surprise, but a woman came and stood beside me at the bar and her hand went to my pussy and fingered me. She was good at it and she triggered on of my many orgasms. I also got fucked by a beer bottle, another surprise; I can’t understand why a man would want to push a bottle into a pussy when he can fuck that pussy with his hand. I think that I managed to say ‘Priapus’ every time that I orgasmed and I know that one man looked at me with a strange expression when he heard the word. When the number of people there started to dwindle I straightened my dress and left. I walked back through the square where all the strangely dressed people were and got a bit bemused at some of them before finding a taxi to go back to the boat. When Logan comes down to the kitchen the next morning, he finds his Mom at the blowjob stove preparing breakfast. She has her back to him and is dressed as usual in her terrycloth robe. 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