"The second man hauled his cock into view, eyes flicking between my face, my bare pussy and my fist cranking at the first bloke's cock. "You gonna suc... it?" he asked.I glanced at him, unsure. That wasn't the deal; in fact I shouldn't have even been touching a cock at all. The plan had been for me to show the boys some skin, to simply exhibit myself for their pervy pleasure and then watch them wank off while I fingered my own gooey cunt, but the excitement had overwhelmed me and I'd already lost. Finally it appeared and I pulled in and parked in front of the rather small restroom building whose lights seemed like a beacon of hope. The sound of chirping crickets was nearly deafening as I got out, briefly stretched, and then almost sprinted to the men’s room. The room was an older style and fairly small, with beige tiled walls, two wash basins were directly ahead of me as I entered, about two feet to their left the were two small porcelain urinals, and to their left was a single toilet. But I didn’t want to kick the habit, and I didn’t want you to kick the habit for me, either. So I just tried to be non-disgusting and happy with what I could get.”I slumped. I’d tossed my verbal cookies again. This girl was punching every button I had.“So, all this time, you never made a move on me because you thought I’d be disgusted?”“Well, sure,” I said. “I mean every time I even offered to buy you a cup of coffee you acted like I was talking about going out and finding a puppy to kick.”She. She started to object, but when the fingers in her pussy met the finger in her ass, her world exploded. Her moans turned into a guttural growl. He rubbed the wall between her ass and her pussy as she tried to move her ass from side to side. Her desire was on overload and she needed to cum. She pulled at her restraints, but she was his. "No, please, no, I can't stand this!" she begged through clenched teeth, frustrated, needing release. Her tension was building, but she had to have something.