I had no idea what a gloryhole was or even that was what they were called. I did not learn that term till a few years later. I was in my final year of... high school with a constant hard on and plenty of hot girls around that loved to tease, but weren't taking care of my needs nearly enough. Many happy hours were spent looking at Penthouse, Playboy and Hustler magazines with my cock in my hand shooting streams of hot cum on my chest and stomach.When I entered the video booth, I put my quarters in. In his girl’s heart of hearts she hoped upon hope that the man she loved would chase her. Even more, she prayed a prayer that he would catch her. Barely-legal teenager the sexy young woman might be, but Clint was finding himself inexplicably drawn toward her. Her flirtatious sexiness was irresistible. The straining erection inside his jeans was begging him to give chase to the sex-teasing piece of feminine ass bouncing and jiggling down the hallway. Giving in to undeniable temptation, Clint ran. He did and I took out a hand sanitizer from my bag and rubbed a little of it on my hands and then stroked his cock. He jerked slightly due to the coldness of my hand.I then spread my legs and shifted towards the edge of the table. I was so wet that no lubricant was needed. And moreover, this mechanic guy had a circumcised cock so it would be much easier and pleasurable to enter without worrying about stretched foreskin.I pulled him closer and guided his cock towards my pussy. He hissed as soon. It took about an hour to read through and sign the lease, which lasted through the end of the school year to reset the typical leasing cycle: they would move in the day after Christmas, and move out in mid-June. Jon felt tremendously proud, but also tremendously scared."I'm not even sure there's going to be enough room for my harp," Caitlyn said as they left. "And good thing they have an elevator, 'cause we can't take that thing up and down stairs." We'll need to pack very carefully," Jon said..