Her hands found my dick again. By now the toilet was getting noisier, may be the show ended now. We corrected our clothes and counted 1-2-3 and burst ...out of the toilet towards main door, holding hands. I was sure people inside could see or hear us all along so it’s better if nobody recognized us. Ha ha. We got out of the hall and no longer wanted to linger anywhere near that place. So walked away as soon as possible. My dick did not get completely limp because of the turn on was too much. We. Mmmmmm getting hard just writing. And even more exciting when you get her response on how much she liked it or watches it when she masturbates. I'm sure we all hope for a woman that enjoys chatting with us and requests tributes regularly, that you build a comfort level with. Well a good long time friend of mine whom we talked daily and tributed her regularly, I probably did at least 25+ tributes for her over time. Mentioned she'd like to have me tribute her LIVE. Said she had done that. " "Fuck me!" she nearly yelled, her eyes closing. I tore her panties and top from her, exposing her taught body. I rolled her roughly back onto her stomach and slid into her from behind without ceremony. "Goooood!" she moaned, her muscles flexing around me. I pumped her while we both watched the last minute of the pornstar taking cock from both ends. The guy behind her pulled out and dragged her to her knees, and he and the guy she had been blowing shot over her already cum-covered face.. It sounded entirely too pretentious to him and he wanted to fit into the crowd of liberated revelers. The more common the circumstances, the happier he was and his excess of depravity knew no bounds in matters of the imbibing of spirits or the soft sweet spider’s web of female flesh. His new acquaintances were a pair of gypsy twins with the devil in their every cunning movement or whispered naughty thought. He was dreaming of the girl’s mouths working him front and back with a skill that made.