I had a mate who did that, a lot.
We once went to town on our pushbikes and were whistled at by some workmen. While I rolled my eyes and ignored them, she grinned back. Soon afterwards while we were shopping she made an excuse and went home early.

Later she proudly described how she'd popped back to the road works, introduced herself to the fittest (but still work-sweaty) workman and immediately sucked him off in the cab of their works van.

She was also well-known for her skill of making a BJ last exactly as long as a taxi ride. Meeting her outside the pub, we'd see her bob up from behind the steering wheel and jump out of the cab, waving cheerily to us with one hand and wiping her mouth with the back of the other. Classy.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Tue 9 Aug 2011, 20:53, 1 reply)

Filth.
Where were such women when I were a lad?
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 11 Aug 2011, 9:27, closed)