After finishing up the tea, we locked our fingers and my heart started beating faster. I could notice her breathing becoming heavier and then she aske... if I had a girlfriend. I told her that I was in a relationship in the past but not anymore.While she was talking, suddenly I grabbed her hand and placed it over my dick over the bulge. My hot married neighbour’s breathing increased even further and she looked away in shyness. I pressed her hand even harder on my dick and it started to feel like. ”“I ain’t playin’ games. Come here.”Reluctantly, I dropped my backpack and jacket by the door. I stepped over to the last stall and nearly fainted when I saw him standing there with a very noticeable hard-on in his basketball shorts. He was slightly sweaty and his nervousness was just as apparent as mine. The basketball he’d been cradling in the photo was on the floor by the toilet. Before I could wrap my mind around what the hell was going on, he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the stall. He. He said they broke up. He asked the same to me, I said I have no boyfriend. He told me to say the truth. He said you must be having a boyfriend you are so beautiful and how can be without a bf. I laughed and said no sir no. I sat near him. He was able to see my cleavage as I was bending down and laughing. I said yours is really cute. I asked what you mean by yours. I hesitated and I came to know he was telling my boobs. I wanted him to tell that. I asked what sir don’t hesitate tell. He said. Jean had never seen or felt any other clit except her own, so she let out a gasp when she realised that Sue had a large clit that stuck out from her pussy.Before Jean could start playing with Sues clit, Sue asked her to stop. Jean thought she had done something wrong; that was far from the truth. Sue explained that her clit was very sensitive and it would be better for them both if Jean used her tongue instead of her finger. Whilst Jean had never given oral to a woman before she was not going.