No, she decides to give them a show instead

The thought of flashing the crowd subsides to a more devious idea. One that I’m sure the woman would like. But first, I have a job to do, and that job is to make her cum. My touch and tongue work in tandem to pleasure her. She gives up all pretense of being quiet and lets herself moan freely. Whoever she recognised in the crowd now knows exactly who she is, and has now had the luxury of seeing her at her most intimate.

It’s not long before my efforts have the woman shivering. The crowd is likely watching eagerly as that shiver grows and grows until it blossoms into a full-blown body-spasm. I have no doubt they are rather envious of her, but truth be told, I’m only getting started.

Before making another move, I let the woman take a breath. Once I’m certain she’s back down on earth, I lean into her ear and whisper, “I’m not done with you yet.”

“What do you want?” She whispers in reply, her voice peppy and trembling with anxiety.

“Lie down for me.”

I shuffle back, giving the woman space to do exactly that. This also gave me time to strip off, something I’m certain the crowd will appreciate. In fact, before I get started, I decide to turn around and take in the faces in the crowd. They seemed completely stunned to see what this little show of mine has devolved into. Of course, they had no idea what was in store for them.

I move towards the woman and spread her legs, exposing her glistening slit once more. This allows me to squat down and place my lovelips against hers. Once I’m set, I rock my hips back and forth, rubbing against her. At this point, the woman doesn’t even bother to try to hide the delight she is feeling.

As I continue to scissor the woman, I find myself staring at her massive breasts. They jiggle and bounce with every motion I make, giving me a front row seat to one hell of a show. Even better, I could reach out and touch them any time I wanted. I squeeze and roll her soft mounds, certain that everyone in the crowd is incredibly jealous of me.

Then again, they were probably more jealous of the woman, who was trembling in anticipation for a second time. Her moans grow louder, which spurs me on to move faster. I felt myself building towards a similar release. One that also had my body quivering. It wasn’t long before we both reached our respective peaks, shuddering uncontrollably as bliss overwhelmed us.

After I caught my breath, I turned to the audience. Although none of them were bold enough to put on a similar performance, the smiles on the crowd tell me they enjoyed the show. I’m sure some wished they had their phones to record what just happened, but all they’ll have are memories.