You push the door open and disappear inside. It takes me several minutes to pluck up the courage to dash across the sort distance from the pillar to t...e restroom door.You have left the stall door slightly ajar and I move to a position where I can see you more clearly, sitting with one hand between your legs simultaneously fingering yourself and moving your hips to ride on your hand. I take out my phone and start to film you as I rub the growing bulge in my trousers. Your breathing quickens and. He decided that it would be a problem to solve another day.Shrugging his shoulders, he went to work on the other surfaces in the kitchen. For the next three hours, he did nothing except scrub the kitchen clean. By the time he was done, most of the surfaces actually shined. Standing at the doorway, he was pleased with the progress made on the room.Returning from a late lunch, the temperature had reached the high nineties and looked like it might break triple digits before the afternoon ended.. ..”“What?““I’m kidding. Anyway, after that I was thirsty for some cock again. In Japan, I located a Shibari master who agreed to tie me up, and you will be learning how to do what he did — I know you and Olivia were experimenting with rope bondage, but I’ve developed a bit of an obsession with suspension — and I spent three days alternating between being tangled up in his ropes and, uh, thanking him for the experience. And then, since I was in Japan and I’d always loved watching it in porn, I. I felt two hands on my hips and then I was pulled closer to a strong body. The stranger held me close to him and danced with me. He was a good dancer and did not touch me in any other way, so I did not move away from him.After a little while I felt his cock against my butt. I had a skirt on, but I had left my panties at home, so I my buttocks were naked under my skirt. The stranger’s cock felt big and very hard against my tight cheeks. First I thought he was rubbing himself against me, but soon.