. Nick Kane?” he asked in surprise in a bit stronger voice.“Yes, you remember we went to Edinboro together while you taught me Magic,” Nick remi...nded him, but he didn’t appear to believe that his friend could look so old.“Yes, it’s been a long time,” he said, but was looking at Jill and me.“Who are these strangers with you?” he demanded in a bit better voice.“This is my most recent student, Max Hardtrick and his Wife,” Nick told him.“Hardtrick ... I’ve heard that name somewhere,” Angus said but. Not that she worried about that, living on a third floor apartment. After several minutes, she looked at the puddle she had made on the covers, and wondered what shed do with that. She could only hope they dried. She reached down to her hot cunt and felt some juice still dribbling out of her. She took a bit of it on her hand and she brought it up to her mouth, not knowing why. She licked the pussy juice off her hand and sucked her fingers. She took them out of her mouth with a wet plop sound. She faced me; her tits were hard firm full and high on her chest. Her top just covered her nipples. And they were hard. She looked down at her self and adjusted the small pieces of cloth.My eyes traveled down her stomach, which was hard flat and with a hint of muscle tone.But my eyes stopped at her pussy. The thong only covered her pussy and just. You didn't see anything but you saw everything. No doubt that it was shaved bald, and well oiled. The thong hugged, covered and displayed at the same. All seemed to be heading – the interesting ones anyway – to the station toilets.There were eight cubicles, and hs ducked nervously into the sixth and locked the door. He was already hard, so had to bend his knees and tip his body forward to piss straight into the pan. He noticed movement to his left-hand side. There was a puddle on the floor, in between the two cubicles, and in it he could clearly see the refection of a man wanking, and in a manner that meant the puddle wasnt coincidental, the.