Once I made eye contact with a Marist high school student my age while we were in the men's clothing department, and we went to the men's room. He wa...s wearing his school uniform (gray slacks and a blue Oxford shirt) and he sucked me until I came in his mouth, then I sucked him. We met several times after that. He was really handsome and very athletic.I also liked the mall men's room. At first it was like Davisons, a good place to go after you met someone, but eventually it became cruisey. . “For your size I should set the foot step and about there,” I explained as I adjusted the aforesaid step and locked it in position.“Like this?” she asked and she stepped up on it.“No facing out, turn round,” I explained. She turned, I slid the timber across trapping her feet.“John!” she protested. “Hush, I shall send you head over heels!” I promised.She reached down to free her feet but she merely overbalanced and ended up suported by her hands completely helpless.“John, Let me go!” she. ”I hadn’t seen her in ages. She came to the door, looking very spry for being as old as I knew she was. She invited us to sit, and Dianne introduced herself, getting a big smile from my Mor Mor.During my training in Genealogy, the people doing it used the terms Mor for mother and Far for father, so William, whom we had just left was my Far Far and my mother’s father was my Far Mor. It’s marginally quicker to say than all the ‘greats’ and distinct enough to explain to someone else.I had. The sound of my balls slapping her ass as I drove into bounced off the walls of the room. She begged me not to stop and to keep fucking her forever. Her words were driving me crazy with lust and I wanted to do what she wanted me to do. I did want to keep fucking her forever. I pounded and pounded and pounded. I needed to get her off before I got mine. I was close, damned close and luckily Carla started cumming and I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock and I couldn't hold it back any longer. I.