I felt great. A wide stain spread over my pantyhose, my own cock leaking a steady stream of pre cum. The thin booth walls let me know the door next to...mine was opened as the anonymous cock left.It wasn't long before I heard the door to the booth next door open and shut. I knew instantly I wanted more cock. I pushed my finger through the hole, wiggled it and was rewarded with a new cock. It wasn't as big as the last one, it didn't matter. I grabbed the base and moved my mouth to it. I licked the. My face felt flush thinking about everything that happened in the last 24 hours. She had a sly smile upon seeing my reaction, “May I come in?”I looked around before opening the door to let Jill enter. Just to make sure she was alone. She strolled in and looked around. Must have noticed the open boxes and said, “So, did you enjoy your shower?” I didn't need to answer. She knew by the look on my face.Jill walked right up to me and hugged me tight, “You did a great job yesterday. We hoped we. I bought an old six bedroom house in Santa Ana and turned it into a transition home for girls to go to after they gave birth. This allowed girls to have a place to live while they found work and transitioned back into society. More importantly, it gave them an alternative to going back to where they had come from. Angela, at my request, moved into the home to supervise the girls.I also worked quite a bit with Ken, listening to all his new ideas, and trying to keep him focused on the projects. As her coat wrapped around them, she discreetly undid his fly and grasped his cock through his boxers. "He is all mine later, but for the moment, you will have to control him," she said. She gave him a long hard rub, before zipping him up again and losing herself in the kiss, and lost was the apt word to describe it. Juliana applied a cool intelligence to her work but was a warm person with a wicked and infectious sense of humour. She was a very sexual and sensual woman beneath the reserve.