With our bulges rubbing against each other he puts both arms around my neck and shoves his tongue down my throat and we start making out passionately.... I pull his briefs down even further and rub my finger in his ass. We start dry humping and we end up losing our balance and his back ends up against the stall wall. Shortly after he gets on his knees and pulls my underwear off completely and starts deep throating my fat cock. I put one arm on top of the wall for balance and the other on his head. The challenge would be to strip him of his load and yet prevent an orgasm. His desire to please was commendable, yet I knew that the body can react on its own. I had given a lot of thought to the procedure and what would be the ultimate position. I decided that three straight-backed chairs and a footstool would do – not as comfortable for me since I would have to kneel or sit, but doable. I had him lie on the footstool on his chest and I placed one chair in front of him so he could steady. After a few strokes with my tongue, my focus turned to his large ball sack. The moment I began to suck on his balls, I heard him moan. I stroked his cock with my hand. After a minute or two, I started to kiss his cock, spending extra time when I reached his head. I teased him, licking his tip, sliding my tongue all around. I slowly began to put him in my mouth, God how I loved the way he felt in my mouth. I bobbed up and down, rubbing his inner thigh with my hand. I glanced up, his head was. Sometimes I have even woken up the night and masturbated after falling asleep after masturbating. And I have woken each morning and masturbated as well. You have made me so horny. Now there is just one more night’s sleep without you. I will pick you up at the airport and bring you home. I want to taste you. I want to look at that pussy of yours again; the one that three men have looked at this week. The pussy that three men have enjoyed this past week. I want to taste it and I also want to.