Memories wandering LP (gay)

Inspired after a long time by these stories, by chats (and now apps like the one with the mask) and also some old and extinct cybersex from the 90s I ended up, like some here, wandering around the area of social work faculties. The drink and substances would make me feel numb and I'd end up with a neighbor's thong stolen, well-placed in Booty walking and hinting at me through the area. It's beautiful to hear cars approaching, braking or passing slowly. It's beautiful to remember how we'd get on top of each other and take a turn until finding some dark street and then really devour each other with the occasion's male. Bragging it out, taking it slow from the pants' cock and getting comfortable or even covered with a jacket to get close to her cock, blow her and start sucking her. Other times I wouldn't hide so much and would sit in 4 or bent over on the seat, banging and blowing without caring if someone passed by the sidewalk. And while one, two, and once three fingers entered my Booty. Once I got into a car with my neighbor's thong, I showed it to her right away when I got out, barely lowering my pants. That time I sucked her hard and started desperately looking for the cum to take it. He meanwhile was tearing apart the thong I left as a gift in the auto.