Oh god, I just hope that when we leave there isn't a wet spot on the back of my dress. "I've never done anything like this before... just so you know,... I say, my voice coming out huskier than I intended. "I know," he says, a sly grin on his face. I bite my lip. "God, you have got to stop doing that." Colton's eyes drop down to stare at my mouth. "Doing what?" I question. "Biting your lip." "Oh," I say, releasing my hold on my lip. "Mara... put your foot in my lap again," he says, his eyes. She laughs softly at the goofy pics and then decides she may as well check the stalls out. Who know's right?She softly pushes each stall door open with her foot, none of them contain that magical hole she is looking for until finally..."YES!" The final stall right by the wall that would have the mens restroom on the other side. It has a piece of paper over it as a cheap attempt to cover it. She steps into the stall and lifts the paper off. Sitting on the toilet she begins to wait, playing candy. She got on top of me to suck and lick my nipples while he did the same to my clit.“Ohhh…ahhh,” I moaned at the delicious stimulation I was receiving. She knew exactly how to pleasure my breasts and nipples, and he made my pussy release little streams of hot juices into his mouth. They continued pleasuring me expertly with their mouths for a few minutes before changing it up.He held open my legs and pushed his dick into my tight pussy. She came up to kiss me and I tasted my sweet juices on her. "Yes. Tall and blond, distinguished, about fifty... he said he was married though..." Aren't they all?"Later when I learned the truth I asked Chris if she'd made up the story on the fly or whether she had spent months practicing it — but she'd never answer. "And?" I demanded, now totally caught up in her tale."We made love. For three days," she giggled with sparkling eyes."And..." He was beeeeg," she gloated, making me remember I'd used the same term to her the previous summer."You slut," I.