The cubicle I normally wentin was being used, so I went in the end stall. Damn thedoor had no lock. But it had a hole and someone eagerthe other side.... took down my pants and briefs, my cock already hardand waited for the sign, a finger or tongue. I heardwhispering but ignored it. Ah the finger great, so Islid my cock through the hole and found a wet warm mouthwaiting to take it. I’m not huge maybe 6 inch.I was getting a nice BJ, when I felt a hand run acrossmy ass cheeks. OMG a guy came. With this she pulled off my dick and started to try and justify what was really meant, but I saw Greg drop his pants too and reveal his tiny cock and Belle sighed a bit and simply moved on to the next cock and started sucking her brother. We continued our conversation as Greg asked what if he tells, or does not want to do anything. I said he would not tell because we will be sure to let him know and of course he would like it, and want to do it, just like us three (as I pulled Isabelle off his. First, he swept up everything, and threw it into a trash bag. Then he wiped up the splattered remains of his poor, now ruined pizza roll meal. Lastly, he then ran first the microwave oven, and then the bag of trash out to the dumpster. He was finished for the time being, because he would have to buy paint later for the wall, counter top, and cabinets. He came back into the kitchen, and glanced at the clock on the wall, just out of curiosity, to see exactly how much time it had took him to do. "For what," he asked. He has a sort of mid-range voice, not too high and not too low, and blue eyes, and at the moment everything on his face read of skepticism. He's only a little taller than me, but sometimes I feel like he towers over me."For... For being a friend," I said. "And protecting me." Well, you're welcome," he said, sounding almost grudging. I couldn't say I blamed him, since here I was, making such a big deal out of something that seemed so minor. So I'd thanked him, so what? I'd.