There was a public toilet over to one side by a little shop and just beyond that a disabled toilet, no-one seemed to be paying attention to us at the ...moment so we went to the disabled toilet. She pushed me against the wall as soon as we got in there and dropped to her knees, opening my jeans and pulling me out she moaned a little too loudly and sucked the head of my cock into her mouth, looking up at me with her bright blue eyes and her blonde hair all over the place I nearly came straight. It was a repeat of the previous night right up to the point where she snuggled in against me. Then she did something that she had never done before. She put her hand on my bare leg. It just stayed there, feeling like it was burning a hole and then after a minute or to it slowly worked it's way up my leg to my cock. I felt the fingers brush against my cock and then pull back for a second or two and then she took my cock in her hand, held it for a second and then gave it a squeeze. I don't know. "I slowly looked up into the mirror and to my reflection. It was that of ayoung girl in a red wedding sari embroidered with golden thread, her faceperfectly made up, her hair also covered up with the sari like a newly wedbride. Gold jewelry encasing her neck, her hand which is covered withgolden bangles and intricate artwork with temporary tattoo on her hands,remembering last night all the efforts that my mother and sister put onme."Is this a face of a man or a girl?"I knew she was right, my. A few times I topped him, but mostly he topped me, although we often just sucked or jacked each other. We did it in the bed, in the shower, on the floor in front of the fire. Once we grabbed sleeping bags and stole out of the house naked — it was cold but sunny — laid the bags together and sucked each other off. Another time when I got home from the store he met me at the door naked, cock already hard, yanked my pants down, bent me over the back of the couch and fucked me standing up. On.