It really should have been considered a stroke of luck. Adam had been waiting for over a half hour for his shipmate to pick him up. Pacing outside a c...osed Denny’s, he began angrily muttering to himself about his dick of a friend. Then she appeared.“Are you okay?” A young lady asked him.He was taken aback, “ ... Oh, um, yeah ... I guess I look a little crazy talking to myself.”“No more crazy than me waiting over an hour for my friend to pick me up,” she almost scoffed thinking about it.“You too. "I'm sorry, Paul, it was thoughtless of me not to consider what the bus would be like, for you." Forget it," Paul said. "You notice, they had a power-lift mechanism at the buses' entrance. I could have used it, but I didn't choose to. If I'm tired and my legs are sore, I have only myself to blame." Are your legs sore?" Lois said."Yeah, they are. Too much strain on 'em, I guess. Maybe we ought to head on back." What about dinner?" We can skip it," Paul said."Why don't you come back with me, to. I straddled his waist and rubbed my crack against his stiff rod. I wet my own fingers and tested my asshole as I rubbed his cock with my movements. I was so excited I couldn't wait. I didn't know why.Next I swung off to wet his dick with my sloppy mouth. Then I straddled him again and attempted to stuff his big dick into my hot, tingling asshole. It barely fit as I worked the head in. It hurt a lot. Still I couldn't stop trying. The head worked in and out a couple times before I just sat on. No in-person sexual interaction before. I was at the mall by myself since I had the day off and all my friends had class that day, needed to use the restroom so I made it to the Macy's and chose a bathroom in the back corner which was away from all the crowds (I always hated public bathrooms, super nervous about using them and usually can't even use a urinal if there is another person in there).I chose a stall in the back because I was still pee-shy about using urinals. After I was done I just.