All day I’d felt like I had a football inside me and as I walked to work I felt like I had a big hole in me. I’d washed my usual thin flared skirt and was cuty wearing it. I was pleased to see that Hannah was back and that she was wearing a similar skirt. As soon as I could I asked Hannah what she was wearing under the skirt. When she said, “nothing” I knew that quite a few customers and staff were going to see tightpussy our backsides and pussies that night. At one point in the evening when Hannah came back from collecting glasses she came up to me and told me that she had just allure tight been groped by a couple of youths and had a few suggestive comments when they’d discovered that she was naked under her skirt. I asked her if she was going to take them up on their offer, but she said, “No.” I asked her to point them out to me, and when I got the chance I walked passed them to see if I would be as lucky as Hannah. As I walked up to them one of them saw me, nudged his mate and then said to me “Have you left your knickers at home as well?” I just smiled and said, “Never wear them.” “Prove it” another one of them said. Not wanting to miss an opportunity to make a man uncomfortable in their trousers I put the glasses down and then lifted the front hem of my skirt just enough for them to see my pussy. I kept it up for about half a minute before dropping it. In that time one of them said, “Bloody hell!” another said, “Very Nice” and a third said, “Would you like to have breakfast at my place?” I didn’t say anything to them but I turned round and bent down (at the waist) to pick-up a glass from the floor. They must have had a great view of my ass and pussy. When I’d got the glass I stacked it with the others and walked back to the bar. “Don’t know if I’m as brave as that” Hannah said as I walked passed her. The manager had also seen me and heard what Hannah had said. He told us both to go and work at the other end of the bar (the air jet end) for the rest of the night. He must have used that air jet to get our skirts round naked our waists about a dozen times before closing time. To start off with Hannah had been pulling her skirt back into place quite quickly but by the end of the evening she was just letting it fall back down on its own - like me. That end of the bar had a lot of customers that night. As we were clearing-up after closing time the manager tried to hit on me, but there was no way I was going to upset Jon. The night before Judy phoned me to remind me of our meeting the next day. She said as walked back over to her side of bed and restarted to pack her stuff “ what time naked tightpussy is she going be picking you up now babe and why?” I said as I slipped my work pants off “ well mom called me earlier and told me to be ready to go no later than 12 to 2 tomorrow because she has to run a few last minute errands to run tomorrow and tight she doesn’t want be all day doing them” she said has she continued pack her stuff I cracked down for my third class. My tongue licked again, climbing his shaft. Even so has god restored us all to our right minds. I interrupted him saying “you mean, you have been thinking of having sex with me, it wasn’t an instantaneous act?” My head just kept playing scenes of old 90’s B-grade horror movies as he grabbed the knob and roughly jerked it open, it screamed and squealed in protest of being moved but eventually allowed us access. I was very confused by the incidents kept quite . Later mom called for breakfast .She was smiling at me I too continued the mode .. "Double fucked." "Where is she?" Since that was why I suggested getting the bottle earlier I didn't say anything but walked back to their bedroom and stood by a bed. I forgot what we were talking about. He just grinned and said hot bodies must run in our family—especially awesome boobs. My flesh crawled, my eyes bulged in their sockets, the acrid taste of bile surged in my throat. In her room allure she went to work cleaning both guys with her tongue, she realized they were getting hard again. I had never had any kind of sex up until then, so I was cuty all for it. They were classic large teen footballplayer's feet and they didn't seem to stop sweating as I worshipped them.