I always try get a good look at him without him catching me. Recently i noticed him looking at me, i though maybe he liked my outfit and shoes, but th...e next time i seen him i walk passed him and when i turned to catch a look at him and he was looking at me and touching his dick( he sags his paints by the way and he wears brief). I quickly turned away i didn't want him to think i was looking at him. when i got in my apartment i imagined the possibility of him being bisexual. I toyed with the. ‘Faster… harder.’ I grunt, still gasping for air. ‘Fuck me harder.’ I think of the two girls I saw downstairs. Allen grits his teeth and does exactly as he is told. Faster and harder, he pumps his cock deep inside my fragile body. I try my best to stay quiet but it’s no good. The small grunts and moans get longer and louder. My tits shake with every thrust but it just adds to the sensation. I pull him in closer to me until my nipples brush past his skin as they move. I’m getting close. I can. I,d collected up the bottles and transferred them to my carrier when Imdecided to crawl to the opposite side to see if any had decided to have it off away from the main group. I,d only entered that section when Imthought I heard a soft moan. I waited a few minutes but when no more sound came set off again thinking I,d heard the wind. Suddenly there was a loud gasp and I found myself facing a young female about the same age as me, her panties laying on the floor beside her as she spread le over. He was a black as a black cock could be, and his glans was as pink as the insides of my pussy were at ten years old, but what was exciting in that little booth at the back of the pub, was my long fingers could not touch such was his girth, and the tactile feedback made my knees feel weak and my mouth run dry."You're a big boy", I barely croaked, as my mouth was dry, with just feeling this trouser snake in my hand, choking it with successive squeezes, as I let him know I was sold on it. Hubby.