I surveyed the five stalls, which I have numbered 1 through 5 for your convenience:1. Occupied.2. Clean, but bathroom protocol forbids its use, as it'...s next to the occupied one.3. Poo on seat.4. Poo and toilet paper in bowl, Unidentifiable liquid splattered on seat.5. No toilet paper, no stall door, unidentifiable sticky object near base of toilet.Clearly, it had to be stall #2. I trudged back, entered, dropped trou and sat down. I'm normally a fairly shameful shitter. I wasn't happy about. I get excited sometimes just getting a glimpse of her naked belly when she ties the pallu of the sari around her rounding waist. With a naughty gesture I hug her around the waist and play with her thick, long, silken, dark traces that wave down to her huge arse. Laughingly we kiss and hit each other to make fun.I can’t tell now about all the sessions of our lovemaking, but i’ll include here some narration just to hint for an idea that may fit to a fantasy.One night after taking supper we go to. Since their engagement she had cheated on him once. A complete stranger at the wedding of one of Grant's friends. Rex felt her take in five inches and work her tongue round his sensitive gland while the crown clapped in rhythm chanting 'suck, suck. suck.' He made appropriate noises of bliss into the microphone and informed the audience how good it was. She had gone well past twelve strokes when he simulated and ejaculation. Annie's red face reappeared and Rex covered his manhood with the silk.. * Breathe deep, pick up the pace, keep going……..the beach is only another couple miles in the distance……… was the mantra running through my mind as my hands sliced cleanly through the ocean water. In the predawn light I could barely make out the Malibu pier ahead on my left as I veered away, always keeping a cautious watch for discarded fishing lines. Chemical runoff, discarded nets, and fishing paraphernalia often washed up on the beach. Disgusted I shook my head, at least the occasional.