Her lovely hair shimmered with gleaming highlights. From where I stood I could tell she was smiling, probably quite pleased with herself for the effec...t she was having on me. Her full breasts thrust forward beneath the form-fitting blouse that clung to every contour. Her long, trim legs stretched floor-ward below the hem of her stylishly short skirt. Her aroma reached my nostrils, immersing me in a mixture of perfume and sensual musk. I closed my eyes for a moment to enjoy the nearby warmth of. "Please, fuck me now" She begged "I want that huge black cock inside me."I was just about ready to burst when I heard this, and started furiously pounding away on my cock. Even though I couldn't see them, I could tell when his monster entered her because she moaned and cried loudly…I reluctantly waited for a few agonizing moments before sneaking another look. When I did, I found Anita standing bent over against the stall door, her shaped long legs wide spread with her shorts and panties hanging. Leaning against the window frame, staring blankly outside, he wondered, ‘now what?’ Faith stood below, surrounded by counselors preparing for the arrival of the campers on Monday. Injuries healed and self-assurance restored, she appeared once again a marvel of efficiency, although the shadows under her eyes indicated fatigue and her smile didn’t blossom as often. In the past three months she’d outgrown him… or had he abandoned her? The familiar pangs of ‘what if’ he’d often felt about women. Just then the door opened slightly and in a panic, I grabbed the nearest item in my reach, which turned out to be a bedside table lamp, pulled the chord in one swift move and threw it at the opening door. The table lamp shattered upon impact and Chris quickly closed it back with a loud, "Shit!"I turned back around to the closet and managed to find something slightly smaller at the back of the closet. It was a greenish t-shirt with the words 'Cars Are For Wimps' and black pants that had to be.