Although she was gentle, she was persistent in getting the knee working. If the pain got too intense, Zerrick would only have to say ‘time’ and Th...resa would immediately ease back. After a few minutes, Theresa was satisfied with the progress and patted his leg to have him sit up. As usual, her polo shirt was too big, loose fitting, and billowed out at the waist. She was given a man’s small size for her work, but even that was too big. She stood in front of him and bent down to take hold of his. Panicked, I ran to a nearby house to ask for a phone. As I ran across the expansive lawn, Linda stepped out of a side door. Linda was a year older than me. She was about 5’8′ with long, dark brown hair and a perfect hour-glass figure. As beautiful as she was, she was not one of the popular girls at school. She was much more reserved, having an aire that perhaps she had been to finishing school. The only time I ever saw her was in the hallway at school, or occasionally she would make. I thought to myself “Are you kidding? A glory hole?!” I thought about leaving but what I had forgot about was my hand was rubbing my pussy, which almost instantly after discovering the gloryhole became very wet! Ideas ran through my head and subconsciously my hand caressed my pussy and I couldn’t stop it. Suddenly I felt a single finger slip sensually into my lips. The toilet door opened again. My head shot up. I was as silent as I possibly could as the next cubicle down became occupied. I. I've got such a thing for muscle-bound men in tighty-whiteys. I get down to my knees for a closer look.I can't concentrate on both of them at once so I pull down Frank's jeans as Jon does the job himself. They both pull off their t-shirts and now I've got two brief-clad hunks with hot cocks right in from of me. I put my hands on both and then lean my head forward and put my mouth over the fabric of Jon's bulge. Oh god, I'm so hot at this point I'm drooling. I pull down the front of Jon's briefs.