It was HUGE; at least twenty stalls. And right at the entrance, just past the sinks was an entire little alcove set up for two black shoeshine boys (m...n, actually). And there was always another black man in his fifties continually cleaning the sinks and stalls. Right from the beginning I sensed that these three black men knew exactly what I was doing in that huge dirty mens room--the smirks on their faces was proof enough. As I moved from stall to stall, that first time, they knew what I was. " I'm not about to start messing with cheating wives, Cassie," Garrett had explained.Cassie had laughed. "Cheating? Who said anything about cheating? Rick brought it up in the first place, and he sure as hell plans on watching you fuck me." So you're swingers?" Garrett asked."No, honey, we're not swingers. We want to try out cuckolding," Cassie replied. She'd gone on to explain that Rick didn't want to fuck someone else's wife, he wanted a guy to fuck Cassie while he watched. So later than. He sat up, started to smile and chuckle, she wondered what was so funny, he opened his mouth and spit out a gob of mucous. She apologized, he laughed and said not to worry. She leaned forward and said she didn't bring any condoms, your sperm will have a direct path up my very fertile womb to fertilize my waiting egg! He kissed her. Next she noticed his penis head was against her pussy lips, they both smiled, she moved forward a bit more, his large penis head slid completely inside. He held her. He watched as some of the women stole glances at them. His eyes met with those of the girl. One of the women in the front of the group stopped for a moment. The girl not realizing this banged into the women in front and stumbled and fell. As he rushed to help her, he could hear the women calling to her,"Radha, you should have watch where you are going".He helped her saddle her pot back. Some how he wasn't able to make contact with her eyes.While he walked back to where his nephew was, he.