So, four stories above the not-so-busy street, I setup my binoculars, cooler and thick towels. When I checked the roof door, it was locked and the doorstop was nowhere to be seen. I leaned over the walled-in edge and watched the people so far below. It wasn't long before I saw a lean, muscular guy wearing just a small swimsuit who seemed my type. As he approached, I hollered down louder and louder. I took off my top and waved it frantically, like a distress flag and finally caught his eye. "HELP! HELP ME! Can you hear me? Yes, you. I'm locked out and stuck on the roof. Please, PLEASE come up here and unlock the door." Uhhh, sure, uhh which entry?" I'm on the West side so follow the signs. Ummm, the elevator's not working, sorry." I stuffed the tiny top into the cooler's ice pockets and waited patiently for my champion to rescue me. Several minutes later, I heard the metal-clad, red fire door creak open. The stranger craned his head around the door before stepping fully before it.. He never spoke a word during this time and only very infrequently did he bother to kiss me. I was growing more and more aroused as the ritual continued with my nipples hard and stiff and my little pussy growing wetter with each new sensation. Then without the least bit of warning his fingers grasped the the front of my blouse just below the neckline and with one violent tug he ripped the fabric open clear down to the waistband of my denim shorts. The tattered blouse hung from my shoulders and he proceeded to grab the fabric in various locations and with violent tugs continue to remove the torn shards of cloth from my torso. Once he'd torn away the blouse I was standing, still tied and suspended, in just my white push-up bra, my denim shorts, panties and sandals. He then knelt down behind me and began to run his hands up and down my legs from the hem of my shorts to my feet. pausing occasionally to cup and squeeze my fanny. Taking my feet in his hands, one at at time, he lifted them.
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