The park

Nearby was a large park next to a river front. At all times of day, there would usually be people walking, running or jogging around. Those who were not there for sports or recreation spent their time hanging out on the numerous open fields, gazebos and other familiar places. I usually go there to ogle at the pants of every man I could see, sitting on a park bench, pretending to read from my phone. I would get so incredibly wet that I would sometimes head somewhere quiet to rub my pussy until I was satisfied, but that never usually the case, long before then, I would get at least some attention.

I went there dressed in a floral yellow summer dress that showed off my cleavage and panties under the thigh high skirt. The moment I got out of the parking lot, my eyes were looking around, taking in the view of the people there and all the memories I had made over the years. I remembered the nearby back alley where I was fucked by a big black stranger, and the area behind the ice scream parlor where the kind young men gangbanged me until I could barely walk. By the time I got to my spot underneath a set of trees, the damp wet spot on my panties was clear to see. I sat down, crossed my legs and pulled out my phone. Instead of reading an ebook like I usually do, I pulled up a porn site to watch some hot and heavy action while I waited for something to happen, a hand secretly slid down my lap to feel up my extremely moist cunny.