The etiquette in such places was that one hung a single sheet of lavatory paper over the hole (and before you ask, adheres by a small amount of saliva... and should the person entering be interested this could be either removed or disturbed allowing the encounter to proceed without upsetting the disinterested). Some were more blatant and wanked openly to any observer through the hole but I was a little more discreet.There was a short pause and various movements but no indication of interest so my. Then he pulls off and you realize he’s guiding your tool into his pleasure canal, and you wrap your arms around him and pull him close and yourself deeper. When you’re in, he bends over and you hold onto his hips and give him the ride you both need so badly. He’s urging you on even as you slap his ass and bury that bone and plant your load.Then as suddenly as it began, it’s over and he’s gone. New lips suck your cock clean and then move to your asshole and you hold your cheeks open for a. Or being clever with a bigger guy and having your ass whipped in front of friends.Things like that.There are also things you'd cough up all your money for to make them un-happen.I am Walter Braun, 39, copywriter, famous in the tiny confines of my profession. But what happened had nothing to do with that. I could have been a milkman or an accountant. Might even have been better that way.I was supervising the recording of a bunch of radio commercials. They involved two grown men talking like five. I’m all yours. And she started kissing me like a wild bitch. I was enjoying but it was totally different experience for me. My dick got erect in its full size. It was hurting in my jeans. But I couldn’t move an inch as she was on me like a wild lioness.I un-zipped her top from her back and inserted my hands in her top. She got up and removed my cloths and made me fully nude. I too removed her clothes and hugged her tightly. She again pushed me on bed and said, I want to eat that fucking cock of.