I wanted to be in place so that whoever it was would not see any movement. The stall door opened inward temporarily blocking my view. Then it closed, ...nd I could see the occupant with her back to me.She was wearing tight-ish jeans I remember, and her arse was a reasonable shape.Next thing I knew she was dropping her jeans. She moved quickly, turning around to sit on the seat, now facing me.She was hunched forward, looking at the floor. She pissed pretty quickly.I was lucky that she stood up to. Uske shorts mein mujhe tent banta dikha. Matlab pakka tha, woh bhi meri or aakarshit ho raha tha. Maine jan bujhke use kaha, “Beta to almari ke uper kuch dabbe hai. Kya tum woh utarne mein help kar doge?” Usne kaha, “Kyun nahi bhabhi?” Ye kehke woh stool pe chad gaya.Main uske paas khadi ho gayi aur uske tana hua lund karib se dekh rahi thi. Raj bhi jan bujh ke ek waqt sirf 1 hi dabba utar raha tha. Jab woh dabba dene niche jhukta to mere boobs ka didar karta. Main bhi has deti. Shayad use pata. Waves of ecstatic pleasure flowed from toes to nipples, rippling through her, bringing her closer and closer until, her first climax washed over her. Her stomach cramped, legs tried to shut and her teeth clamping down on her bottom lip to stop her screaming. After shocks ripped though her as spasms rocked her body, slowly, Suzanne calmed, Mr. French allowed her to rest. She had soaked his trousers and hand with her cream, she hadn’t noticed being too wrapped up in her orgasm. “Stand up. Andy laid down on his back, already imagining Em riding his, now rock hard, cock. “Flip over,” she commanded. Andy eyed her uncertainly but did as he was told. At first, Em ran her fingers along his back. As Andy relaxed Em switched to her nails, scratching down his back, leading to her slapping his perfect bubble butt. She slapped him fiercely, Andy grunting each time; feeling precum ooze from his cock. He had never played like this before. And he had definitely never had a woman treat him.