They told me that it had been going on for years and that there was never a problem getting cock fun.This afternoon I decided to go into these toilets... which had three cubicles with glory-holes and plenty of filthy messages written on the walls inviting men to met up for sex. (I don't know who was responsible for these toilets, but whoever it was seemed to like what they were used for).On entering, I went into the middle cubicle knowing that I would get the benefit of the other two. The men on. I was quite aware of the handful of men watching closely as I undressed. I made sure to bend over and give them a clear view of my shaved ass. I quickly stripped and wrapped my small towel loosely around my waste.I made my way down the dark corridor toward the orgy room. I felt hands reach and caress my firm butt, and murmured my approval as I continued down the short passage to my destination.I could hear the unmistakable sounds of serious ass fucking going on as I entered the dark orgy room.. As expected, since she didn't plan to be home all month, her fridge had been allowed to run out of everything close to perishable. The only things left in it were the ones that lasted months or years even after you opened them—pickles, mustard, ketchup, butter, Tori's favorite diet soda, and other things like that. Even the freezer was nearly bare, cleared of anything that was likely to get freezer burn from a month of cold storage. But, as Marc had thought this would be the case, he'd stopped. “Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhhhhh, oh my god, ohhh yeah yeah!!” she cried out with each stroke of his cock, her tits bouncing, the bed creaking.“Ohhh, uhhhh, ohhhhhh, ohhhhh,ohhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh ohhh my god, oh my god!!”Paul reached down and kissed her, and then began to fuck her as hard as could.“You’re a great fuck baby, mannn this is fantastic!” he told her.He pulled his cock out briefly and he grabbed her long muscular legs and put them up high, and he resumed fucking her hard and fast, pounding it.