When I thought he was ready I stopped and as he stood up and I told him to make my cock wet so he turned and knelt wasting no time making my cock as w...et as his arse before again standing up turning around and standing over my cock and lowering himself down slowly till I could rub my cock along his crack until we both felt my cock head start its journey into his hole so taking my hand off my cock I grabbed his hips in both hands as Matt began to impale himself on my cock.Looking up I could see. Poo on seat.4. Poo and toilet paper in bowl, Unidentifiable liquid splattered on seat.5. No toilet paper, no stall door, unidentifiable sticky object near base of toilet.Clearly, it had to be stall #2. I trudged back, entered, dropped trou and sat down. I'm normally a fairly shameful shitter. I wasn't happy about being next to the occupied stall, but big things were afoot.I was just getting ready to bear down when all of a sudden the sweet sounds of Beethoven came from next-door, followed by a. How could this be bad, when it was so good? The idea puzzled her and so she dismissed it from her mind and lay back, opening her thighs wider to his face and enjoying what was happening to her. Mark slavered over her, his tongue and mouth worming into the warmly quivering little hole between her thighs. It followed the narrow slit from one end to the other, savoring every delicious taste as it advanced. Then Mark retreated and began slowly, exploringly, to lick the entire pubic curl-fringed. With her lovely breast nestled in the palm of my hand, my thumbs had begun stroking the nipple. Immediately I felt the quick intake of her breath, the nipple growing taut.I didn't really have to leave her now, I thought. Like Jenks had said, I was supposed to forget about the murder. The police would take care of the matter. It was an intriguing thought.The police could be out in the rain, doing their best. I could be in bed with Honey, snuggled up against her bareness. Or wrapped up in the.