The Mall

Without even a diaper to cover her, her crotch was exposed, plain as day. She could smell herself, and apparently, so could her step-mother.

"EWWWWW!", her step-mother announced through a pinched nose.

"Someone's a dirty, stinky girl! Wait, is that reek your pussy?! Are you getting horny? You are! HAHA! You're getting horny! You're dripping wet! No, no, don't try to cover, I can SMELL it! I can smell your raunchy pussy all the way up front, ooo, you naughty girl, your nasty gash and girl paste better not stain my leather seats! I'll make you LICK them clean!"

This kind of **** was only getting Maggie paradoxically hornier.

She wanted to reply, but felt and energy from her lower belly ripple up her buddy until she shivered with a moan.

"Are you gonna cum just thinking about how many people saw you?!"

"And how I know your secret scent?! And they probably do too..."
Margaret moaned again, she couldn't help it, and the hand smooshed into her pussy fur started to it.

"EWWW, your stinky stink's getting stronger, you randy bitch! Better air this place out or the smell will never wash out."

With a couple button presses all the windows on the SUV, and the sunroof, were open! Wide OPEN!

Anyone could look in, and it felt like everyone did.

People were honking, screaming inaudible slurs and suggestions.

Maggie couldn't take it anymore.

She was cumming!

"OHHHHHH, NOT HERE!", but this realization only made her orgasm stronger, longer.

Her toes curled and her hips bucked, testing her restraints for all they were worth before she settled back down with a dreamy expression on her face.

"Wake up, sleepy-head, we're here!"

Maggie looked out the window. The Mall? But, she was naked! And wet! Her girl goo was gushing down her juicy pussy, still!

But her door was opened, and she stepped out.