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I think I caught a woman crotch-gazing at me on the bus from a seat behind that was slightly higher. She was looking at me from a very distinct angle, and her mouth with her tongue protruding in an odd way that doesn't seem to fit any description of tongue/mouth body language that I've read, before. It wasn't normal lip licking, I assure.
If she was 50+ and sat in the wheelchair/disabled section this doesn't count.
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This is what I do when I catch a seated woman covertly looking at my crotch: I approach her and position myself in front of her so the bulge in my pants is directly in her line of sight. Next, I talk to her on trivial things and move my bulging crotch here and there, sometimes closing the distance very near her face then backing off a little bit. In short: My hip motions are teasing her with an air blowjob.
All of those are happening as I'm eye fucking her. Then I hold her hand and use her hand to rub my biceps, triceps, chest and abs. Then I go for the instadate.
LOOOL!
She was a crotch-gazing twenty-something. Did I mention the time I caught my sister-in-law crotch-gazing me last month, as I was reading my nephew a Tintin comic book? She was staring at it, heavy-lidded from tfrom across the room, as my legs were were stretched and splayed, not thinking I'd look up, let alone figure out what she was doing.
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