Yes

I felt like I was watching in slow motion as his head looked down at the pebble and then slowly started to look up. In those milliseconds it took him to turn his face to look upward I had made my decision.

Bringing my hands down from the railing I slid them down my body. Stepping closer until my body was crushed to the metal bars I hooked the pointer and middle fingers of each hand into the sides of my pussy lips. Looking down into wide eyes and an open mouth, I stretched my pussy open. The juices running down my hand a clear sign of my excitement.

Reacting faster than I expected, it seemed he didn't dare miss this chance. Pulling his phone out of his pocket, he pointed it up towards me. Legs trembling, I widened my stance. Hearing a whisper of 'High def is awesome' as he seemed to take his time filming my wet insides. It could have been seconds or minutes that I stood there with my pussy spread, all I was aware of was the tingling of my hard clit and the flow of juices down my thighs and fingers.

Hearing somebody call out a name, we both flinched. In my surprise. my fingers slipped deeper into my pussy, I could feel the warmth and soaking wetness of my hole. My one man audience audibly gasped, before sighing and putting down the phone. As he looked out into the parking lot I realized that the person was calling for him.

Even as my audience prepared to leave I stood there, now slightly addicted to holding myself wide open. Before he left, he took one last look at my pussy and said, "Ryan B Ellis", and then he was gone.

Standing there, fingers deep in my pussy, I watched him walk away. That's when I came back to reality. I just let a total stranger film me holding my own pussy open and I wasn't even alone on the roof!