Winking to my hubby as we made our way to the video booth area.There were 3 rows of booths and a wall of videos with numbers on them so you could make...a mental note of them for your viewing pleasure. The booths had open/occupied electric signs on them, and there were at least a dozen guys milling around...not one girl or couple! I quickly figured out this was a gay hang out being the brilliant slut that I am and became very aroused at the idea of seeing some gay action.Hubby grabbed me and. " Anyway," I continued, "I have no interest in forming a sexual relationdship right now." You might not," Lisa said, "but I think he does have such an interest. He probably believes the rumors of partners hooking up." I'll talk to him after class. Hell, we're supposed to be partners, right?"Class progressed smoothly, though there were a lot of backward glances at me (Mr. Draper put me and Brian in the back row, hoping to reduce the distraction factor). Those he caught looking at me were. Just as he started to cum, the inside of the car was flooded with light from both sides. I heard the voice of a police officer telling us not to move. I pulled off his cock. He was still firing lots of cum. I had a couple of pumps in my mouth but he kept pumping cum that fired onto my face, my hair, and on my hand.Two police officers one on each side of the car were standing there, flashing those intense lights on us. He hurried to pull his pants up but by doing so, pushed me back against the. I hesitated to go next time because there were two guys already in the washroom. I waited for them to leave and then I went and stood near the third urinal after his. This guy kept making eye contact but I was still scared to make the first move, not knowing what to expect.I finally decided to move to the urinal next to him and stood there. That’s when the beast in him, started opening. He immediately looked around and slowly placed his hand over my ass. In a low voice, he requested me to pull.