My mind was filling, fogging with a blissful emptiness; I could only process the myriad of pleasurable sensations roiling through my being. My eyes sa...w the Library but I couldn’t focus my thoughts on it. His cock was my world, I could only feel, feel and love, hunch and push. I’d never felt anything so good before, anything that seemed to make each cell of my body pulse with pleasure. I felt I was going insane, that my mind was losing control as he thrust deeper and deeper into my pussy, his. No doubt about it. I was going to have to rub one out or I’d be hard off and on for the rest of the evening and I certainly didn’t want to leak pre-cum through my slacks. I popped into the Men’s room. It was empty. I went into the stall and let my slacks and briefs fall to my knees as I pulled my shirt up. I need only stroke my rigid cock for a few moments with my pre-cum until I blew. I wanted to cry out as I came because I love doing so but that wouldn’t fly at work so I snorted and grunted. Yy aisa… nahi… aur us din bhi jab me kapde badal rahi thi tab muje dekh rahe the na? Mene sab kuchh mirror me se dekha tha, mene soch ab to me pakda gaya. .Mene aunty ke pair pakad liye aur kaha please aunty mere gharvalo se aap kuch nahi kahna please. .P ll… es… eeplease…(me natak kar raha tha…!) aunty ne kaha nahi kahungi magar ek shart hai fir se meri panty sunghni hogi mene ha me sir hila diaur mere sir ya unhone apne dono tange faila di ko apni panty ki aur dabana suru kiya mene fir se. ”“Oh!” said Genny, eyes widening and eyebrows raised. Then she giggled lightly and asked, “Did you make a mess?”Paul blushed up past his ears. He caught Genny’s eye for an instant, then looked down and buried his face in her neck.“Aww!” she said, stroking his hair. Then, “Ahh!” and, “Oh, oh yes!” as he began to kiss and nibble her there. It seemed to Paul that women were sensitive everywhere. At least Genny was, and he was in awe. **During their next embrace, Paul found the hand he’d rested on.