I was sure he noticed me checking him out, lol. After I was done pissing and just standing in front of the urinal, he came in and stood at the urinal ...beside me. His cock soft was uncut and about average length and girth. He was a little unkemp, unkempt mustache, maybe 10 years younger than me. I reached over to grope his cock and he put it into my fist. I got to stroke him for awhile and he was getting hard but another guy came into the washroom. We both zipped up. I washed up and he left. Is he going to try to touch me? Will he follow me toward the bathrooms? I look him in the eye and try to lick my lips. It's like the Spidey testing his superpowers. I fail though. Can't hold his gaze and instead of licking my lips I bite my lower lip. No wonder Mark dumped me.In the bathroom I lock myself in one of the booths and instead of crying or thinking about Mark, I slip my fingers under my dress, and under the lace of my panties. It takes me no time at all to come. Images of the busboy,. The ribbed walls of the sheath and the suction made the supple slick sheath feel exactly like a woman’s well lubed pussy. I was unable to move in any way but her humping against me was enough to fill my head with the thought that I was on top of a woman fucking her hard.Then I felt that cramp deep inside and my cock exploded in an eruption from my prostate and I felt my semen shooting out of my cock. I lost count at 8 contractions, double my normal number, and the suction continued and Dr. Kim. She seemed to be developing an insatiable lust for extreme sexual stimulation and was obviously caught up in some weird sadomasochistic trance. I shut the vibrator off and pulled it out but her pussy remained hugely dilated and limp appearing. Thoroughly appalled at what I had done to my darling's poor little pussy, I asked Louise if I had crossed the line into abuse like her ex-husband. She felt down, shoved her whole little hand into her pussy, drew it out then examined it closely. She.