It was a girl.An impossible girl with long auburn hair blowing freely in the breeze.My whole world was concentrated on her as she turned and walked aw...ay from me then began to look in the various store windows that she passed. I could see a smile on her face and a happy bounce in her step as she made her way oblivious to the people around her.It was then I realized what she was wearing. A dark grey one-piece outfit that looked more like a uniform than anything else. A uniform that I had seen. She was surprised that her competence to walk thecobbled streets in high-heeled shoes had returned so quickly; sheguessed it was like riding a bike, once learned never forgotten.Prostitutes had used the underpass ever since the bridge was built backin the days of gas lamps. The street was in a commercial area so therewere no residents to complain, it was off the main thoroughfare so therewas no real passing traffic except for commercial vehicles and thepunters, there was also little foot. I started sucking the last few drops, swallowing each and every drop, not allowing any drop to escape out, even the little cum droplets on my mouth sides and lips, I collected them with my fingers, returning them into my mouth, putting them over my tongue while I stuck it out for him smiling then I swallowed them.I used some paper towels to clean and dry his dick, then washed up myself, as we got dressed again, my panties were in my hand and I was about to put them on when he hugged me very. The mosh pit ain't for the feint hearted and when Molls joined the girlsit went off. The crowd surged forward and the atmosphere becamesupercharged. The screaming was so loud as they sang our song with us.During the chorus Mel ripped her mike off the stand and knelt down at thefront of the stage aiming her mike out into the crowd as they sang thechorus line over and over we didn't even have to sing.At the end of the first set. As we were getting ready to get off thestage this chant started way.