I used to go into stalls and read messages written on the walls. I saw one where a man had written to wait outside the restroom around one o’clock o...n weekdays and he would be there wearing brown slacks and a shirt and tie. I figured he would be quite old because no one young would dress that way. Anyway I left school around lunch time and caught a bus into town. My heart was pounding and my cock was rock hard at the thought of finally getting my first cock. I got there a couple of minutes. Using some petroleum jelly, Ilubed it up and stuck the bottleneck up into my acepting ass. I smiledbrazenly as I took another picture.It felt really good, so I fucked myself with the bottle while Imasturbated in my pink panties. I fantasized about sucking a monstercock, and when I was close to orgasm, I hit the timer on my camera andwas proud when I shot my load just as the camera clicked off anotherpicture. I was so excited that my cum hit me in the face, and I wasimmediately reminded on. There was another girl, Samantha, who was fidgeting in her seat. I could tell that she wanted to use the toilet, but I put my hand up first, Miss Roberts sighed. "Yes John? What is it?" She asked."I need to be excused Miss, please?" I asked her."Can't you wait until break?" She said wearily."But I won't be at break Miss!" I pointed out."Very well, go!" She said and I walked out of the room making my way to the girls' toilets and waiting there. Soon enough Samantha came running into the toilet. She had let him massage and kiss her breasts, licking and sucking her nipples, while she stroked his hard cock, until he shot his load all over her legs. The sticky substance shocked her, and she had left the party quickly, the jism still clinging to her nylons as she ran to her car. Just the thought of the whole incident made her turn a bright crimson.Pulling into the mall lot, she headed to the employee's entrance of Sara's Clothing. She'd worked here since she was a sophomore, and really.