My own self was dripping precum, almost as much as Pete. His precum mixed into the lube and kept him wet."Oh God damn, slow down or I'm gonna pop.''"I...'s okay, do it. I want to feel your cock cum in my hand." I told him as I picked up my pace."Only if I can wank you." Pete repliedHe tried to reach over but our sitting arrangements were too restrictive so we both stood in front of each other both holding each others dick. He gave me a coat of lube and we both went at it. For a while we just slid. I took it in my hands and worked it until he shot his full load of sticky semen again onto my legs and panties.During the next three hours I stayed sitting there, jerking every man who entered the middle stall. A total of eight men enjoyed my expert hands…When I finally left the stall, I turned to see three men looking at me, surprised about seeing I was a woman…I ran to my car and drove home. I could feel my wet pussy the whole time, My loving Victor was already there when I arrived. I dragged. I didn't attempt to cover up and asked them if they were here for any reason, they said that they were in town for a football game, which they won, and that they were waiting for their bus to take them on the 4 hours trip home.One asked if he could have his photo taken with me as a souvenir of a good footy win and nice evening, I said "OK, why not" so he put his arm around me, I thrust out my boobs and we had the photo taken with his phone. This really started something as now they all wanted. When we walked into the restaurant the two men followed and got a table beside ours, I asked Rick about them and he told me that they were supposed to keep an eye on us as we might flee the country. I laughed and told the waitress to put their meals on our bill. I asked if anyone had any idea who would have told Revenue Canada that we were drug dealers. No one had any ideas so I asked if anyone knew of anything in our business practices that may have made anyone suspicious that we were breaking.