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Emma was filled with excitement that sent a tingle from her crotch, up her spine, to the pleasure center of her brain.

"OK, nothing crazy," Emma explained. "We'll make out a little, maybe let our hands roam, but I don't really want to end up arrested. We'll just give the nice people something to gawk at."

Ian was fine with that and said as much. Seated next to Emma, he moved in and they kissed. The kiss went on for several minutes, soft, and slow. Emma's closed eyes opened, looking for any lurkers. It was strange kissing with her eyes open, but she could see down the hill, and the prospect of getting caught was exhilarating.

Nobody came. Emma rubbed Ian's chest as they kissed. Even without an audience, Emma was having fun. The possibility of getting caught was already a turn on. She decided she didn't really care if someone walked by now or not.

Ian met Emma's hand movements by fondling her ass again. Emma went up on one cheek, seated on the stone bench, so Ian could at least get a handful. He groped and rubbed, kissing her a bit harder.

Then Emma tensed up. An older man, chubby and balding, walking a small dog, was headed their way. Ian didn't have to ask what was happening. Emma's reaction told him all he needed to know. He pushed his tongue deeply into her mouth, startling a moan out of her.

They continued making out as Emma watched the man slowly get near. He hadn't noticed the two exhibitionists yet. Emma moaned around the kiss, a bit louder, trying to get the man's attention.

Several seconds passed, Emma feeling discouraged, then the man saw them. He smiled to himself and quickly looked away. He probably didn't want people thinking he was a pervert either. Or he was just genuinely polite and was giving the couple their privacy. Emma was about to lose hope, then the old man looked back. Since he was still walking, he now had a view of Emma's raised half of her butt. The man grinned as he watched Ian cop a feel. He caught Emma with her eyes open and shot her a wink. Emma let out a small gasp in Ian's mouth. The man was heading away now, but they had been caught, and then Emma had been caught looking at the man. Her pussy responded to that as much as Ian's touch.