Skirt

The open air ferry cruise
Brought her to my sight
Her back was turned and legs spreaded
Between two seats.

Her blond hair was unfurling like a flag
I sat close to her to see her face
She had a baby face that would make every guy mad
Who had a glance of this sweet creature.

I fixed my eyes to her legs
They covered by a skirt to her knees
She was a high brow inner city blond.

I was lucky
Wind hovered her skirt up
Made me to see her marble white legs,
Made me to see upper side of her panties.

Her cunt lips pressed to the white texture
Some maverick hirsute were protruding from the stretch line.

I had a instant hard on
It was not like pressing my pants
My cock was virtually pressing to the
Flower shaped cunt lips
Leading and invading ahead slowly.

I was fucking her with my eyes.

As the ferry berthed to the port
She raised on her legs to get out with others
The wind hovered her skirt again
And offered a nice sight of her tight bun this time.

I raised my head and watched her
Until she lost in the crowd.