A short time later I started to frequent the local public toilets after rushing inside to pee and finding porn magazines on the dirty floor. I would g... to them often hoping to find more, staying in the cubicle for a while to looking at the dirty drawings and writing on the walls.One time I found a pair of womens pantys on the floor, tried them on, and wanked in them, from that point on always wore girls pantys to the toilets, which were easy to get hold of with the many charity shops in town. I. The driver gotout. He was dressed in a beige trench coat, aviator shades, and a blackfedora. His outfit implied that he was trying too hard to be adetective. Susan recognized the driver and her body filled with dread."No, not you!"The driver flashed his badge way too close to all the police officers inthe area and he eventually strutted to Susan. "Detective Rick Daigle,vigilante crimes officer. Since there's a presence of a super here, I'mtaking over this entire investigation."Everyone rolled. Our room was only a few doors from the elevator. I pushed the down button on the elevator and immediately she grabbed me and started kissing me deeply. I kissed her back and grabbed a handful of her ass. After a few seconds, she stopped me and said, "I'm sorry, I want you really bad but I am not ok with having sex with other people in the room". I grabbed her and started kissing her again and pressed her back up against the wall. After a few minutes, I could hear some moaning coming out of the. Stacy, always the planner, has a long list for us to confiscate. We stick together, each grabbing our own cart. Her friskiness doesn’t stop in the car. “Can you give me a hand with this?” she asks as she leans forward, reaching for the cereal up on the highest shelf. She’s on her tip toes and her work slacks are hugging her ass, sliding up her crack as if it is a second skin. Her blouse is pulled up and I can see her taut, tanned abs, perhaps my favorite part on a woman. I can only see half of.