I almost lost my grip before recovering from my surprise. Oh my...was that what happened when a guy came? There was so much of it... Again and again, ...is cock spurted onto her. Liquid ivory dribbled down her naked body. Suddenly I felt another eruption of gushing flow from my wide open pussy and I felt weak in my knees; I was losing my grip.“What the fuck is this ?” Both of them were now looking up towards me; before I realized I found myself completely losing the grip and falling through the. We weren’t as squeamish about kissing as we had been at our first encounter. This time we managed to make them more languorous and sexy and soon our erections were saying hello to each other again. We had spoken over lunch about how we had to convince ourselves that we were laying with a woman and that we should try to kiss with that thought in mind. It seemed to work as there was more passion and sensuality about the way we did kiss. Well the erections proved it really. Soon we had changed. On arrival at the same toilets there were some older men 50 to 60 I would say, standing waiting on a cubicle. I noticed they were eyeing me up, but absolute silence. There is no doubt they were dirty old men with filthy thoughts about this young teenager. I got into a cubicle and shortly I was wanking my cock. I looked through the glory-hole and a man was wanking also. God this was sexually exciting for me. Never did this in my short life before. Next a note was passed through written on toilet. There is cover for them as well as me, and I can’t have eyes everywhere. Hunters could be waiting only yards from me, and I wouldn’t know it.It’s been suspiciously quiet since Aireela’s capture. There’s been no trace of anyone following me and I’ve only seen one trap – a sticky pool camouflaged as the stony ground of the bowl. But my back prickles and I feel uneasy, as though I’m being watched.The Zone is oppressively hot this morning, and I’m sweating.Trick or treat, I have no better plan than.