I grab my belongings and head for the bathroom. Just as I approach the doors, the cleaning staff steps in front of me and sweetly tells me they will b...e closed for half an hour. So much for that idea. My frustration and arousal increasing, I scurry off to my car intent on finding the quickest way home. Getting into my car I can feel my black and hot pink lacy thong sticking to my hot wet slit, after wiggling back and forth a couple times, I slowly peel them off and shove them in my purse before. But you were so well behaved and professional, I just got used to being naked around you down in the studio."Adding the mental images Peter had of peeking at Meagan to the list of things he shouldn't talk about, Peter nodded in agreement. "You do get used to being seen without your cloths on if you pose long enough."Meagan waited as if expecting to hear more from Peter, but he was distracted by having his hard-on trapped in his shorts becoming actually painful during his conversation with. She came rather quickly, shuddering and moaning with the cutest little grunts of pleasureBefore she knew it, he had stood up again and his cock was laying on her belly, almost touching her navel. His hands were tugging up her T-shirt to expose her breasts. She wasn’t wearing any bra; her little tater tots didn’t need one.He took her left nipple in his mouth and sucked on it lightly, then moved over to the other side. She was moaning again and bucking her hips up and down, so he took his. She went to the washroom. There were no guy or girls washroom. It was just a room with 5 cubicles. Shannon quickly chose a cubicle and closed the door. She undid her belt and jeans and slides them down to her ankles. Next was her red thong. While relieving herself, she was quite curious to why there was a hole at each side of her cubicle. She looked inside one and it showed the next empty cubicle.Instinctively, Shannon closed the holes with her palms so that people could not see her relieving.