Then before I knew it I was rubbing my clit. Then I started running my finger all up and down my wet pussy. I closed my eyes for a brief second and wh...en I opened them she was standing in the shower watching me. I quickly stopped what I was doing, and I know my face was beet red. She didn’t say a word. She just looked at me and motioned for me to come here. I walked over to her she grabbed my hand and started sucking on the fingers that I had been using to finger myself. She slowly would go. Where was that guy, he thought, glancing at his watch for at least the hundredth time. Just like a cop, never around when you needed him--probably he was out peeking into toilet stalls at the MacArthur Park John.Tim looked in the mirror behind the bar, saw a short, stocky red-haired man in a business suit standing by the doorway, peering around the room. Tim waited until the man caught his eyes in the mirror, then slowly nodded his head. The man walked over to the bar, sat down on the stool. “probably going to rain soon” I said as we both knew a cool change was coming through with prolonged rain. “Let’s get into the tent”We got up, put the chairs under the tarp and taking our towels went into the tent as quick as we could.She lay down on the bed opened her legs even wider than she could when sitting in the chair with her knees almost up to her shoulders. I descended back down onto her pussy. “Don’t stop this time” as she placed her hands on my head, pressing my tongue and mouth. Without warning, I suddenly felt a strong hand grab a handful of my hair and yank me away from the twink's ass. I was stunned and struggled a bit to regain my balance now sitting up on my knees being firmly held in place by the hockey player. I let out a soft groan of discomfort. Then something began to press against my lips... A thick, meaty, leaking cockhead. I was shocked. The hockey player had said he only wanted to watch. But I wasn't complaining and I certainly wasn't about to miss this.