Trying to edge closer to the toilets, which was easier said than done in this bar.I was in a good place mentally, smiling to myself and having fun, it... had been a hard but successful day at work. Of course, I was quite aroused, had been all evening really. Dark lighting, beer, music and hot women in sexy outfits, just my kind of thing. I was on a work trip, in London and enjoying a few after work beers on my own to relax.Eventually, I found my way to the gents restroom. It was luxurious and well. She knew her girlfriends did it but it was something she could never quite get the hang of and it vexed her to think that she was missing out on life at a time when she should be busily humping away like the rabbits on her aunt's petting zoo.Still, she had a good reputation right up until the time she surrendered her cherry to Sir Dennis with his terrible moustache and his great thing of a rod always ready for action in hidden corners and silent closets. It was a period of her life that she. “Yes.”Sam moved to lie full-length on me. She doesn’t weigh much, but I wouldn’t have cared if she did. Soft, warm, firm and very smooth girl, top to bottom, except for that delightful patch just north of her center. I liked pressing against her pussy as she moved on me. In fact, I knew that if she wasn’t careful, she’d find out exactly how much I liked it.Too late. Sam rubbed a little more and I came, spouting between us.A giggle. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” She kissed me again.We took a. Experience had nothing to do with intelligence, they're two different things."Sirinna was not sure she was convinced, but she was too tired to argue. "All right, Amanda. But if it keeps interfering with your training, I will insist you tell me."Amanda nodded. "I really will try to focus more on it." She paused. "Do you want to go back and continue, Mistress? I mean, any training you want me to do, it doesn't have to be this."Sirinna slowly smiled. "That would be fine, Amanda. We can practice.