I feel like I stick out like a sore thumb and everybody knows what we're about to do. I stick my head in the door. "Hello?" "There's no one in here. L...ast stall on the left." My mind is racing, wondering what she is up to, as I push the stall door open. She is sitting on the small dressing room bench that is part of the shower room. Her legs are spread wide, one perched on the bench. One hand is holding a very hard tit, squeezing, pulling. Her other hand is buried between her legs...two fingers. ”“Oh, you poor, poor baby,” Gail said, grinning and spreading out her arms. “Come here, let me warm you up a bit.”Gail embraced Adrian and he gleefully hugged her back, squeezing her gently. Gail was much shorter than Adrian and, looking down, he realised that he had an excellent view inside her top. He stared at her expansive breasts and his cock immediately twitched in the beginnings of an erection. Rather quickly, his cock expanded and he guessed that Gail could feel it throbbing, pressed. Before he knew it, he had given her a significant amount of the drug, more than enough to kill a man. So months later when Merritt had first heard about the murder of Lana’s fiancée, he was more shocked and hurt to find that she was engaged and had lied to him. It wasn’t until later that he realized her fiancée had not just died, he had actually been murdered and even then the only thing that came to Merritt’s mind was her betrayal and her lies. Merritt realized as he read the magazine that. His body was hunchoing toward my hand. He was gasping and groaning. I couldn't believe I was making this guy feel this was. And I couldn't believe the way it made me feel! Finally, I felt the heat rise a little, felt his shaft get a little bigger, felt that pulsing get stronger. WOW! What a huge load he shot! It went all over my hand and the towel. I got more excited when it occurred to me that his load was mixed with my load on that towel. I continued to stroke him with his cum,.