I start to get off of you and tell you to stand up. I grab your cock through your pants and ask you if you want me to suck it. There are no objections...from you on that suggestion so I get you totally unclothed and push you back down on the couch. Softly licking the tip I spread your legs and move in closer to your cock. Licking the tip harder now I take one hand and play with my clit making sure I'm so wet for you. Soon I have my whole mouth around your cock. Your moaning now and you put your. ‘They don’t make it easy, do they?’ I asked as I stopped the truck. ‘Most of the member of the board of the property owners association have private boat docks so they only use this once or twice a year. It used to be three times as big but they sold the lots on each side. It’s just another way they are forcing the little people out.’ I nodded as I got out of the truck. Helen got out and came around to the back of the truck to join me. I found a bowline in the first storage locker I looked in.. Rajma Katha, about 33; was also from India. Being a good student, she always sat in the front row in Sir Katha’s class. She was not only a good student but also very sex crazed and being so lucky to have met an Indian, so far away from home was like a dream come true for her. While she took notes with one hand, her other hand always massaged her clitoris in the short skirt she wore and raised it up without a regard, if she was showing the scene to Sir Katha, who stood up on the podium in front. ’ ‘Kiss that baby.’ ‘What a fucking pig.’ ‘Look at It’s cock, It loves this shit.’ ‘Fucking pig.’ They kept laughing and making disgusting comments about me and that fucking urinal.The shame kept creeping higher and higher.My cock throbbed, my eyes leaked tears and my mouth sucked on that filthy urinal rim. I continued French kissing that urinal rim until Dickie gave me permission to stop. Where I had been kissing, the urinal was shiny clean.All four of them laughed and made more disparaging.