"Next he asked me how often I jerked off, where and when, an so on. My initial apprehension had somehow diminished, probably due to the whisky, but al...so due to his remark that we'd never see each other again. So I answered each of his questions less and less reluctantly, even though they grew progressively more personal and probing."What's your cock like?" he asked. By then this kind of question didn't faze me."What do you mean?" I replied. "It's like everybody else's, I suppose, except. The fact that they hadn’t used the loaded word ‘questioning’ made Matti feel much more at ease.Tuesday morning brought a light rain, and it continued throughout the afternoon as well. Matti needed a break after everything that had been happening, so the excuse was welcome. He spent the morning lazing around, something that he rarely did, but which felt right this time. By early afternoon, though, he was beginning to feel like it was time to accomplish something, so he began making a list of. "Hmmm...it would seem you really enjoyed that drink" I said, pushing my fingers inside her labia. She gasped. and grabbed my cock."Maybe you should have another" I ventured. I didn't even know what I was implying at this point, I was just really turned on, and so was she. Bef ore I knew what was happening, my shorts were round my thighs, her bikini top was off, and my cock was deep inside her cunt. We'd gone from zero to a hundred in the space of a few seconds, and a few seconds was how long we. I looked around for a short bit and for some reason went into the double booth that had a window between the booths. I inserted one of my tickets and chose a video of some guy fucking some college girl and got my little penis out and started stroking it. I remember it felt so out of the ordinary to be masturbating like this and that it felt fun in a way. I decided to hit the button to open the window to the adjoining booth for the fun of it. Nobody was back there so what the hell. It felt like.