I walk into the bathroom and freeze. My eyes readjust to the light as I take in the scene before me: it is a washroom all right, but the wrong one! A ...dozen urinals line the wall to my right; 10 toilet stalls occupy the far wall, one of which bears a cardboard sign on its door saying "not in service"; 4 sinks are located to the wall on my left; the floor is made up of a (mostly broken & cracked) ugly green tile, littered with cigarette butts, used condoms, and other indescribable filth; the room. She soon found it and smiled as she stroked it with her fingers.“Up you get, Honey. Go and lie over Doreen’s knee on the sofa.” Maureen spoke softly.Minutes later, I was being held face down into Doreen’s black trousers, my bottom raised by cushions that the older sister had placed on the arm of the sofa.“Let’s see if Maureen can wallop your little botty as hard as I did – or as hard as Miss Kominsky, shall we?” Auntie Doreen leaned over and whispered into my right ear.Maureen Hannah stood. But right now he's so in this moment, the world has disappeared. all he knows is this young stud is sucking his cock, right down his throat and when you slightly gag, it sends him over the moon with excitement. he didn't expect that. can't believe how amazing it feels when your throat tightens up with strong muscular gag reflex. he knows he's hooked now, has to have you again and again, weeks, months years of secret encounters. knows he has become bisexual, not just in fantasy and porn, but in. . It will be a pleasure, dear sis. Plus, it's a good opportunity to meet the competition," Tom said, smiling sweetly.I arranged everything for that special occasion. We decided to invite David to our apartment for dinner and... for a good fuck. That was a Saturday afternoon. David arrived at our place some minutes after six. He looked so handsome and smelled really well."You looked so gorgeous," he said as he kissed me hello.I thanked him as I closed the door of the apartment. I had chosen to.