It looked like it was recently re-done and had all of the newest technology. I went into the biggest stall at the end and sat down to relieve myself. ... was in there for a couple minutes when I heard someone walk in and he chose the stall next to mine. I sat there quiet for a little bit until movement caught my eye. I looked over and saw fingers sticking through a hole in the stall. I had not noticed the hole before but there was writing all around it. There were numbers and and names all over. She craved nothing more that to be this for him, to be his sex toy, to beplaced and used to please him, visually and sensually. Her lust was boiling upinside her, with a brazen need to cum, but at the same time if he wanted tojust hold her this way so he could look at her, she could wish for nothingmore. Watch her he did,as his hands were suddenly gone from her body, and he was circling her,watching her flesh strain, pressed between the tight bondage with each breath,her breasts heaving, her. “I can’t believe I’m randy again” Alexis exclaimed “That’s just not me”“We don’t have to do anything if you would rather not” Dean answered“Yes I know but the thing is I want to, I want to feel you, I want you to feel me, I want your fingers inside my sex, I want to pull your cock right off, I want to suck the spunk out of you, I want you to make me orgasm and drink my spunk” Alexis whispered urgently in Dean’s ear. “Is that too dirty or what, I don’t have much sexual experience, but I am so. The next day, I went to work like usual doing what I do, when I recieved a text from the wife. When the photo opened, it revealed my wife laying bac on our bed, bra and panties on, with another guys' hand inside her panties..I checked the timestamp in a frantic pace to find that it was taken 2 minutes prior.."Holy Christ, she's fucking him right now in our house" I thought.. I was weating, wanted to throw up, but also wanted to go home from work sick to just be there..However, I also noticed.