I headed to the bathroom I felt like I was almost floating to the bathroom. The music seemed to get louder then suddenly quiet once I was in the bathr...om. “Wow..how’d I even get in here so fast? That must be a really good drink!” I laughed to myself going into the stall since there was only one. I put my purse on a hook and put a seat cover on the toilet all crook just when I was about to lift up my skirt I heard the door open then close then lock. “Someone’s in here. Damnit I forgot to lock. His balls were massive. Not hanging down but fully tight. They made her mouth water. But she pushed those thoughts away.“You naughty boy.” She smiled at him. “You just wanted to show your cock to Mommy.”His dick gave a twitch when she mentioned it. It was leaking precum already. “Go wipe that before it falls on the floor.” She smirked at him before turning away to do the dishes.Once Chris was done with his breakfast, she heard the scrape of his chair as he got up. She turned around to take the. I can stroke not only her magnificent breasts, but the sides of her body, the small of her back, the cup created in her shoulders by the arching of her neck and the desire in her arms. And breaking the kiss, I can gently apply my lips to these places, and draw her closer to me, letting her head and hair fall backwards, lips slightly parted, breath heavy now.And if I draw her singlet to her neck, I can kiss her breasts. Better; I can suckle her nipples, softly now but firm later. I can gently. I'd never even known her first name.Mr. Harold left, and I quickly sent out a "keep away" order to maintain our privacy. Shirley looked around and asked me, "So, what's on your mind, John?" Could you turn around and look at me?" I requested. Shirley swiveled her chair around obediently. It was tough to see her figure through the loose sweats that she wore, but I thought I could see the hint of a curve. I hadn't had sex all day, and I wasn't really in the mood to play around."I came here to fuck.