Tania sighed and shuddered as I brushed over the nipple, I'm not sure but when I was in the bath I started thinking about what happened.Let's have breakfast first.Maybe all he needed was a little push, a little help in deciding his fate.I reached across the table, taking her hand.Let me have your cum, Sir!I was expecting her hand to lightly brush over my stiff rod just to check whether it was hard.I panted, feeling wanton.She looked up as I pushed in, her eyes wide.Ok, Tina, we have to grandpa get back to work.He groped her ass, dru then her thigh, then her ass again.She could see people pointing up at her and the lights began berrymore reflecting off the various phones and cameras that were pointed her way.We'll stay away.I'll get paid more, and I promise I'll still fuck you when I come home. After he’s left I shuffled the chair around so that people passing would be able to look up my dress.It was night time but there were lots of street lights. I didn’t know if people would be able to see my pussy or not but just having it exposed with the egg gently purring away is a nice feeling.After the meal I paid then continued wandering around the streets. In between 2 parked cars I pulled my dress up a little so that my slit was easily visible, and rolled the top so that the whole of my nipples and areolas were visible. Then I turned the egg up to full blast before continuing my walk.After about 10 minutes and 1 lean on a wall whilst I orgasmed, I came across an alley. I looked up and there was the little Groper’s Bar sign. Of course I couldn’t miss an opportunity like that and I turned and walked down the alley and through the door.In Ibiza terms it was still early and that showed by the fact that there weren’t many people in there. I walked up to the grandpa bar, climbed onto one of the high stools and ordered a drink. As I was doing so the barman looked down at my chest and berrymore smiled. I was sure that he’d seen thousands of tits before but he was looking at mine; and my nipples knew that.My drink arrived after a couple of sips I spun round on the stool to face the main part of the room. My little legs were dangling down, uncrossed and slightly apart. I knew that anyone who looked would be able to see my bald pubes but I didn’t care; I was there to get groped.I dru stayed like that as the place filled up mainly with men.