Danny walked through the dark, eery alleyway as she stumbled over onto the pavement. She laughed out loud, high, and as drunk as can be after going out clubbing all night. She stumbled again -- falling onto a pile of rubbish as she wiped her leaky eyes belly laughing. Danny threw her bag down next to her scrapping her legs as she moved to sit on the pile of rubbish.
She groaned, her head falling from side to side, "Where is it?" Danny questioned, delving deeper into her bag rummaging around. She smirked, finding what she was looking for -- her phone was clutched tightly in her hand as she flipped open the screen and dialled her boyfriend's number.
It continued to ring and ring and ring -- Danny let out a frustrated sigh and tried again hearing it continue to dial but with no answer. She was going to end the call until it was answered.
Danny's boyfriend Marco answered the phone tiredness evident in his voice, "Yo, who's this?" He yawned through the phone.
Danny tried to stifle a laugh, but it came out anyway. She laughed loudly as can be, she wiped her mouth; lipstick smeared across her face she bit her lip, "Marcooo!" She sung his name down the phone.
She bit her lip harder as she heard Marco groan into the phone, "Petal, where are you?" He questioned her softly. Danny didn't answer, instead she started to sing while trying to get up off the pile of rubbish that was underneath her.
She yelled as she fell again this time onto her knees, while her ass stuck up into the air showing her pussy on full display -- she shivered feeling the cold wind brush against her bare pussy. She whimpered.
A sigh was heard from Marco as he asked her again, "Where are you, flower?" His tone made it seem like he was in no mood for games tonight -- but Danny had other plans. She wriggled around on her hands and knees spreading her thighs open.
Danny casually mover a finger slowly down her chest to her breasts to her hip, feeling the way it jutted out to her ass. She raised her hand bringing it down hard onto her ass -- making her bite her lip as a thrill ran through her body.
She muffled her thrill by pushing her face deeper into the rubbish until she faintly heard the call end as well as a door slamming. Danny bit her lip knowing that Marco was coming to find her.
That excited her even more to the point where she moved her hand up her leg to her thick thigh, she grabbed it tightly making nail marks. She moaned, "Ahh." Feeling the pain being replaced by pleasure.
Danny moved her hand, biting her lip hard as she shivered from the cold night air as it blew straight on her wet pussy. Her pussy was wet with need, it was evident as her juices trailed down her thigh and landed on the rubbish bag. She moaned, arching her back as the wind blew up her pussy again. She started to grind against the air.
Danny whimpered, "Ahh, I want more!" Her fingers had a mind of their own as she felt her fingers move closer to her burning pussy.
She moved her finger up and down her slit feeling more juices leak out. She whimpered; eyes fluttered closed as she picked up the pace. She wanted more. Grinding harder against the air, Danny moved her finger up her slit to her clit as she arched her back feeling the pleasure rush through her.
She shuddered; her tongue laid against her lip as she moaned out loudly. "Oh god." Danny continued to moan out as she swirled her finger around her pleasure button, heat pooled in between her thighs and more juices continued to leak out of her hole. She was loving this, especially doing it outside -- it sent a thrill up her spine knowing that someone could come and fuck her at any point; she didn't care -- she loved it.
She flicked her clit, jolting as her body arched itself even more -- the wind began to pick up speed as it slapped against her now sopping, wet pussy. She groaned into the pile of rubbish she laid on pleasuring herself.
She heard a tut as it came from behind her, she didn't care she kept rubbing her clit moaning even louder as she felt the pleasure increases, "Oh god. Oh god. Yes. Yes. Yes!" She continued to moan out grinding against her fingers like a whore.