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Food Court FrolicFood Court Frolic———-It was Friday afternoon; very warm temperatures had kept most people inside except for the die-hards. I checked with Dad to see if he minded if I went shopping. He seemed happy to let me take some time off to relax for a change, so I quickly ran into the house, changed into a clean low cut blouse and a short blue jeans skirt. I had my favorite half-top red, white and blue cowboy boots on and my matching flag handbag, grabbed the keys to the truck, rolled down the road, and drove into the city.Now, one of my favorite things to do when I went to the mall was to walk around looking sexy to see how many heads I could turn while I window-shopped. I had not worn a bra and the thin material of my blouse did little to hide my breasts as I walked around, not to mention that on the drive there, I had slipped my panties off and put them in my purse. I knew if I bent over at the waist, that anyone behind me would get a very nice smile from my second set of lips. I guess I am basically an exhibitionist; my pussy would get wet when I noticed anyone, male or female, and especially couples, would just stare at me as I passed shaking their heads. Most of the males, mostly older men, were only in the mall because their wives had d**g them along to shop and pay for everything. I would walk past a couple and watch the man turn his head to watch me as I passed, often being smacked on the arm by his wife. I spotted one attractive old man sit down on a bench outside one store as his wife went inside to look at something. I smiled to myself, and casually walked to the bench directly across from him and sat down without being cautious with my legs spread. I put my handbag alongside my leg and appeared to be searching for something inside, while keeping one eye slyly on the old man. Now, when I lean over in this blouse, there is a definite down blouse view of my full breasts. His eyes almost bugged out of his head seeing my 36C tits right there and to top it off, my open legs clearly displayed my pussy.He shuffled in his seat, with his hand going to his crotch attempting to push his growing cock down as he watched me. I continued to mumble to myself, digging thru the handbag with my tits bouncing delightfully. I looked up directly at his eyes and smiled, making no effort to cover up, and continued to dig. A smile split across his face at my smile to him, and his hands güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri were pushing down hard on his growing member. I was starting to enjoy it more and more, as my pussy felt like it was leaking on my skirt and the bench, when suddenly his wife came out of the store. His face turned such a bright red color, as he glanced back and forth between his wife and me with a look of sheer terror on his face. She turned to see where he was looking and she too got a nice look at my tits and crotch. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hands in shock. In less than 2 seconds, she had grabbed her man, yanked him up, and d**g him away from me thru the aisle of the mall, wagging her hand at him and talking a mile a minute, continuously looking back over her shoulders at me.I decided that it would be best for me to move on quickly in case she reported me to the mall cops, so I headed down the steps to the food court area, chose a table near the back and sat down. I kept watch and behaved myself for almost 10 minutes just in case the mall cops did come looking for me. I was a bit hungry, so I stepped over to one of the food shops to get something. There was a large windowed rotisserie with foot-long hot dogs twirling around. I thought of how fun it would be to play a bit with one of those, so I ordered on foot-long, a bag of chips and a large soda, and went back to the back corner table. I popped open the bag of chips and munched slowly on them, drinking the soda, waiting for the hot dog to cool down.The food court was not overly crowded but it was not empty by any means. There was any number of tables with one or two people sitting eating, mostly men. From the corner, I had a commanding view of all the tables. Of course, as I had walked to my table with the foot-long, most of the male eyes at the tables had followed me and watched when I sat down. Again, I made sure that I had my legs well spread under the table, and while I acted as if the table was covering my pussy view, I knew full well that the anyone watching me now had an unobstructed view of my privates. I kept opening and closing my legs in time to the music that was playing in the background, with my eyes partly closed as I ate my chips. Picking up the hot dog, leaving the bun on the plate, I opened my mouth and slipped the dog in my mouth, slowly, inch by inch until I had over perabet half the dog in my mouth. I paused a bit, pulled it almost all the way out, and then pushed it back in a second time but a little bit further down my throat this time. I pulled it out completely and held it in my hands, as if looking at it from the side, smiling.The looks on the faces of the men was one of total amazement. I bet there were at least a half dozen immediate hard-ons from watching my display of throat mastery. I smiled again, looking around, and proceeded to insert the hot dog into my mouth again, turning my head slightly so all could watch, and let the dog slide into my mouth until my fingers on the end of it, touched my lips, having a full 11 or so inches of hot dog in my mouth. I pulled it, in and out, several inches repeatedly, gagging only a few times. I finally pulled it all the way out, holding onto it with my fingers, showing that it was still intact and still a foot-long hotdog.Once out, I opened my legs a bit wider and slipped my hand with the hot dog down between my legs, and pushed it into my wet pussy and using it like a dildo; I proceeded to fuck myself with the hotdog. In and out, it went for several minutes until I felt my pussy peaking in an orgasm. I slowed and let it rest inside me, then pushed it all the way into my pussy, completely out of site and put reached for my soda and took a long drink, with my legs still open and no hot dog visible. As I drained the last of the soda, I stood up, cleared the table and walked toward the exit. The room burst into a cataclysmic volley of applause from the men as I opened the door, turned smiling and waving good-bye and headed out into the mall, hot dog still buried in my cunt. It felt wonderful and I probably came four more times, as I made my way to the parking lot and the truck. As I pulled the door open on the truck an older man that had been in the food court appeared by the door. I quickly jumped into the truck and locked the door, looking out at him. “Hello, I’m sorry, I did not mean to frighten you,” he said smiling, holding his hands up. “I could not help but stare at you in the food court.””What do you want sir?” I asked him quietly as I sat there fumbling for my mace pepper spray just in case. I had the keys in the ignition, ready to fire the truck up and drive away quickly.”I know this will sound very strange, but, tipobet um, the hot dog…is it still inside your pussy?” he wistfully asked.I nodded slowly at him, having forgotten it was still firmly wedged inside me. I reached down, and the very tip of it had started sliding out of my cunt. Since the door was locked, and mace under my hand, I pulled my skirt up, turned slightly in the seat and let him look in the window to see.”Oh God, Would you consider letting me kneeling down here, and let me eat the hot dog?” he again asked pleadingly this time.Without thinking because his words had so excited me, my pussy gushed again, cumming all along the hot dog and onto the seat of the truck, I unlocked the door, turned sideways, spread my legs all the way and scooted my butt to the edge of the seat, presenting the hot do to his waiting mouth.He kept his hands up as he leaned in and started eating the partially protruding hot dog. His breath was like fire blowing against my pussy and I arched and squeezed my pussy, forcing more of the hot dog out for him to eat along with my cum. He did not stop; he was eating the hot dog and licking my labia at the same time like a ravenous an1mal. I kept pushing using my kegel muscle exercises to force more of the dog out into his waiting mouth.With a final hard push, the last bit of the hot dog went into his mouth, and I watched him swallow it then give my pussy several more lapping licks to get all my cum in his mouth. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hands and he had a smile that was so large his teeth reminded me of a full moon. As he stood up, his cock was straining under his tented pants. I reached out and rubbed it with my hand, feeling its hardness in my palm. I unzipped his trousers and his cock fairly well leapt straight out. I grasped it with both hands and started tugging on it, jacking him off, slow at first and then more rapidly.”Cum in my mouth sir,” I told him as I leaned down and took his hard member in my mouth, as deeply as I had the hot dog earlier, and kept sucking. It was barely 10 seconds when I felt the heat of his load shooting down my throat, his salty spunk filling my mouth and I swallowed it all, not a drop escaped me. I continued sucking on him until I felt his cock slowly shrink in size and fall out of my mouth. He had a dazed look on his face as his mouth moved as if to say something, I put my fingers to his lips and shushed him. I pushed him back from my door, swung my legs back under the steering wheel, closing and locking the door. I started the truck, took one more look at the man, smiled at him, blew him a kiss and drove off for home still savoring the taste of his cum in my mouth.

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