When I finally stopped, immediately a new sensation insistentlyinterrupted, my eyes kind of popped, I blushed and said, "I don't know how to say this,..." I giggled (shut up!), "or do it for that matter, but I have to go potty." I did this with my hands crossing my lap sort of rocking back and forth.She fell over onto me laughing. She stood up, took my hand, walked me over to a little room, and showed me how. (They have way different plumbing, but so did I for that matter).I mean, women do it. “Now be a good boy and strip to your underwear like me”, she continued. I duly obliged and removed my top and jeans. We stood for a few seconds just looking at each other’s bodies, breathing in a tantric like manner and absorbing the sexual tension between us.I lifted my hand and ran my fingers through her hair, my hand clasped the back of her head as I leaned forward as if to kiss her but turned her head to one side and, with my mouth next to her ear, said “I am going to kiss you”. As I spoke. The park was much quieter but as school was out, there were a number of pupils on their way home or just wandering about in small groups. He slipped into the toilet and changed into his jeans and t-shirt hiding his school bag, with his school clothes, out of sight of the hole.He didn’t have long to wait before someone came in and stood having a pee. Martin loved to watch guys stroking their cocks as they peed. There was a steady procession for about 20 minutes before a guy in his early 30’s. She turned and sharply looked at me as to say what the fuck are you doing?! After realizing that I would not stop, she quickly grabbed my dick under the bag and pressed it really hard. Fuck it, she just blew me away again, I just couldn’t wait to fuck this Nepali school chick.The next day, we were preparing for the function and I was rehearsing on the stage. And dang! Grace was there sitting write in the front row, looking at me and biting her lips and winking at me. She was spreading her legs.