Mmm, you know what you’re doing. You’re sucking with hunger. Damn!”Mother moaned around my cock and bobbed her head with passion. Her lips slid ...own my cock while Princess Naryu pouted and watched on. She had her legs spread wide in invitation. Her fingers twisted her nipple piercing, stretching out her brown nub.Then she released them and moaned. Her body trembled as she squirmed on the floor. Her face scrunched up with passion. She moaned, her fingers tweaking her pierced nub. I grinned at. Though maybe not for the magpie.Which thoughts kept me at least amused until I found the water and did the necessaries - or, rather, the bare minimum, which in this case involved my washing my face and arms to remove at least some of the grime. Someone had rigged up a sort of shower attachment but the day was still too cold - and the site generally too filthy - for that to be particularly tempting. Instead, I spent a minute or two sitting on the tow bar of the truck, tugging some of the knots. I remember hearing about dropping paper as a way of communicating that you were a cruiser.One way to find out i thought...i have to do this...i hope its real. I got ready that day as usual per my routine. Shave and clean out. Put on a thong....loose shorts and t shirt. I headed to the stall early around 640. I waited and waited was getting nervous.I decided to strip down to a thong... Why not ...no one can see me...It was 6:54 and someone finally came in the bathroom. They came to my stall. Don’t get involved in this. So! You’ve certainly done well since the last time I saw you! I thought you said you’d never leave the field and here you are Mr. Area Vice President.’ ‘After my marriage hit the skids it just made sense. I still get down here every month or so but didn’t want to live here anymore.’ ‘Do you like Atlanta?’ ‘Not particularly but I’ll probably only be there for a few more months. Rumor has it that I’m headed for Chicago.’ ‘We better get inside for the meeting. It was.