She pulled me from the locker, pushed me up against the wall, drew the door back so that we were shielded from sight from any one coming from the left...and then dropped to her knees in front of me. There was a security light to the side of the storage locker, but where the door opened against the wall there was deep shadow, so even anyone coming from the right wouldn't see us. How she had discovered this blind spot I don't know.She pulled down my tracksuit bottoms and shorts and deep throated. She slid her hands in my shorts and pulled them down in a jiffy. Her hands were now in my underwear and my dick was rock hard. I was getting high on passion and she as well. I was pressing her boobs hard. I sat over now and slid her nightie all the way up and removed it. Started kissing her boobs slowly and slid down her bra from my teeth. Her nipples were so hard then. I was taking turns sucking on each of them.Meanwhile she had removed my underwear and was massaging me dick. It had grown. "And who sent you?" I asked."I can't think of a way to put that in the form of a yo' mama joke." He explained."Who sent you?" I repeated as I peeled my shirt off, letting him absorb the sight of my honeysuckle blonde hair cascading down between my colossal wobbling sweater missiles.There was a tremendous ripping noise as my captive's thick meat slab tore through his slacks.I arched an eyebrow and licked my lips. A dollop of translucent precum emerged from the thick plumb head and slowly rolled. I scream with such pleasure. Pleasure that I have never felt before with him. Gripping his head, not wanting to let him move from where he is, I grind my pussy against him and cum again. This time my orgasm is just as quick but not as intense. Letting him go he wipes his mouth then moves his rock hard cock along my pussy lips making it wet. He strokes it a few times, then slides slowly, and teasingly into me. He lays down on me and presses my nipples against his chest as I wrap my legs around.