Two of the 3 stall doors were shut. I took the 3rd stall and quickly stuffed toilet paper into the hole as if I didn't want to be seen, then carefully...poked at it until I had a small slit to peek through.My wife was sitting there watching something in the next hole. Then I could see a cock being pushed through the hole! It was not huge but a nice shape. Mary looked at it a moment before putting her hand on it and stroking it slowly. It got bigger and seemed about to explode.She leaned close and. She stood staring at the ground, her chin quivering. Mark hugged her. “It’s ok. You don’t have to do this. Nobody’s making you.”“I want to. I want the bragging rights.”Mark shook his head. “All right, sit at my desk. Are you on birth control?”“No.”“I have some condoms, but have mom get you on it. Are you a virgin?”“I’ve done it once.”Mark pulled a syringe and kit from a box. Fran blanched. “I don’t like needles.”He filled the syringe, then sat on his bed. “I know, lay across my lap. This way. The man noticed my stares and turned his head to look at me, and flashed me a friendly grin. I on the other hand, flashed him a dirty look and took my seat. Maybe I sounded like a bitch, but I was pissed, Mr. Cage was the best teacher I ever had, and I loved the subject (So much that I planned on making it a career). I was already having a shitty day, and this made it ten time worse. I took out my notebook and started to doodle, trying to pass the time. Just this hour and itll be 3:00 and you. He blew his load quickly and so did I when it came to be my turn, but it felt so good to be stroked by a hand belonging to someone else. Once we started exchanging handjobs,it was only a matter of time before I brought up the idea of exchanging blowjobs and again, as before, I offered to suck his cock first. As it started out, we agreed to do it to each other in order to have it done to ourselves, but I quickly realized that I loved the erotically submissive sensation of being down on my knees,.