I quietly dashed to the stall on her right and silently locked the door, making sure she didn't know I was there. Then I heard her unzip her jeans and...place her athletic rear on the toilet. I stayed as silent as possible.What happened next was incredible!There was a brief period of silence in which I looked down at her Adidas trainers and her expensive jeans. After about 15 seconds I just sitting she began to piss for about ten seconds, she was quite loud actually. She finished. But instead of. He ran his tongue down my neck and began to whisper to me how much I excited him and how beautiful I was.He told me he did not mind at all if my husband was there waiting for me. He wanted to fuck me.I could feel myself getting wetter between my legs and my thighs were aching with his every movement. As I looked over his shoulder I could see Victor and our friends watching me and this heightened my pleasure. I decided to show them what a slut I was. We continued to touch ourselves; I ran my. Many times in your miserable life. I took his hand and placed it halfway up my thigh,feel the texture of my skin,reallly sense that despite being the masculine, dominant top you always wished for the skin inside my thigh is soft like the babies you christen.Go on,let your fingertips go where they will I'll not hinder you as you explore my body evem though I've never let anyone touch me the way you need to today. This is the crux of your life, the thing you live for. God is the voice of the k**s. ”“Submissive. You mean like …”He interrupted me. “I don’t mean like anything. That’s the definition of a submissive personality. It merely indicates how that type of person might respond in relational situations.”“It seems to fit, Nick. You saw it, too. Even before you did your ‘little research’ (we both smiled at my reference to his joke) you wondered. I want to be led, told what I should do and when.”“But not always. Or, at least not as much. In your professional handling of customers and.