Once there, I could slip into a stall stroke out a load of cum and head for home.After a couple of minutes, the coast was clear, and I slipped out of ...my chair (magazine carefully placed in front, pressing down to hide things) and moved quickly into the bathroom. Thankfully, it was empty, and I slipped into the big handicap stall at the back. What a relief to slide my cock out of my shorts! Leaning one hand against the wall, I began to pump my cock into my tight fist. It felt so good that I. “Fifteen years ago...” I whispered, trying to lower my head again but she held me firmly between her hands making me look at her as she asked; “Is that why you wanted me to stay tonight?” “No...!” I protested, “Well, yes, maybe. I didn't want to be alone, please don't be angry.” “Oh Anna!” she said, almost scolding me, “We have been friends for more than thirty years!” “I know but...” “But what?” she asked. “This is something new, something different...” “And you think I might be offended...” . Her breathing became erratic, she was getting very aroused. He switched sides, moistening her other bud, and making her squirm. After several moments of this manipulation, he pushed her legs apart and began toying with the bud between her legs. ‘No, Monty, no,’ she whispered hoarsely. ‘My maidenhead is reserved for my future lord and master.’ ‘What if I say no?’ he teased, ‘You are in no position to deny me.. Shaking her head dramatically, she murmured. ‘Please, please, please, no. I’ll do. But, I said, “Oh I enjoy reading novels and watching movies. What do you do to relax, Tony?” “While it is not the most relaxing activity I engage in, I like cooking, as you can see. I do some hiking and camping; I love the outdoors. My ultimate activity for relaxation; however, is private and a bit naughty,” Tony responded, walked back to the pot, stirred the mixture, and returned to me with of spoon full of his concoction. “Taste this and tell me what you think, Ms. Tahari,” Tony grinned,.