It is about 3:30 am so only freaks and pervs are out like me...lol. So i pull in to place only a few cars are there as expected . So I go in pay and g... to the gloryholes . It seemed pretty empty and only a few boothes were occupied an not anyone walking around at this time. I start walking around just to see what or who i could see anyone would do i thinking. At the end of corridor i seen what looked like an old white guy. Because of lighting and me with a buzz wasn't too sure. So i walk closer. Her dampness made the thin material practically transparent over her labia.I hope to God she didn't notice my cock had a sharp little twitch of an aftershock at the sight. I could feel it expel a last little dribble of semen to run down the shaft as she actually skipped out of my room while munching the last of my cookies."Fuck it." I muttered. I buttoned my pajama top to contain most of the gooey mess on my tits and belly, and then struggled to get off of the chair and stand up. I very. If he had taken my hand anytime in those weeks and walked me through the garden to the pavilion by the small lagoon that was set up as a living area for those times when the breeze coming across the water was more inviting than whatever breeze could be coaxed through the doors of the house, I would have gone with him and let him unburden me of my increasingly agitated unfulfilled state.Twice I left my bed at night and padded around the lagoon to the overseer’s bungalow and stood there in the. My nipple pinged to erection immediately, as his thumb and forefinger applied the perfect balance of pain and pleasure. I placed my high heeled feet on the dashboard and slid forward in my seat, opening my legs wide in the process. My bare shaved pussy was fully accessible to Trevor’s inquisitive fingers as his right hand slithered from behind my neck and tantalisingly snaked toward my pussy. When his fingertips made contact with my shaved mound, I shuddered uncontrollably, feeling the sensual.