Now the whole gender swap was confusingthings even more. I didn't think Sara was a lesbian, but then again I hadno real proof that she wasn't either."... ... I guess I don't really have a type," I said, hesitantly as I lookedback at her. "I just know whatever it is, it isn't Cash." That's ... cool," she said.We just looked at each other for a moment. Then a moment became a minute.Then a minute became a seemingly-endless awkward silence as neither of usknew what to do next."Screw it," Sara said,. I would just finish urinating, re-pant, go on home and keep telling myself it’s just a phase, but the thought of blowing this stranger in the next stall, my first cock ever has me holding very still, noting a definite stir in my boxers. OH MY GOD! I did it, I knocked back. Silence... Did he leave? I unlock the door and there he is. I’m glad I don’t recognise this young man, wearing training gears with our school team logo on it. He timidly says «Hi!» as he shuts the door behind him I then. ‘Hi, you left these behind down in the laundry room,’ he stammered. Her perfume was intoxicating and he could smell it fully now without the overpowering smells of detergent near by. She smiled slightly and asked, ‘And what was it that I left behind?’ She knew he held her thongs behind him and noted that he was quite nervous. That only made her want him even more. Sean thrust her thongs forward towards her and blushed uncontrollably. ‘Sorry,’ he said meekly. ‘Oh those. I was wondering where. “Get in that pussy baby! Yeah daddy, fill my cunt up with your hot cum! Make me flood that cock with pussy juice!” Anna urged him on with bated breath, her tits bouncing as they hung in the air beneath her. “God you make me so horny. My pussy has never been this hot before Antonio. I love you so much baby. I love you and your hard fucking cock!”Their breath quickened with his pounding. In his last few strokes, Antonio pulled her up so her back was against his chest. A hand went to her clit.