So I'm looking out the door and I say fuck it. I get tired of stretching my neck around so I sit up and look out the door to see if anyone is there. I...then see a african guy about 6'1 200 bald head. Well he bee lines straight for me so I go back inside and close the door (the doors on these booths have locks so it's not like the states where someone can just bust in). I am sitting on the chair with my dick out and then I see the door slowly opening. The african guy walks in and I stand up dick. ”Sandra let his cock shrink and reluctantly put it back in his jeans. She refastened several buttons on her top, excused herself, and went to the washroom.While Brad waited for her return, he contemplated texting Abby as to what he and Sandra had done. Then told her about the fun they were having and she’d be a good addition to his dad’s stable of women. He laughed when she replied, ‘To quit horsing’ around.Sandra returned with a fresh hot coffee and chocolate for Brad. He cupped his hands. Standing up, I looked around outside the booth quickly and pulled the full length of my cock out to fit into the hole. As it emerged on the other side it was engulfed by the most wonderful feeling I had felt yet. Soft and pliable, his lips handled my dick as if it were in his hands. He sucked, squeezed and licked till I could stand it no more. I groaned as I shot a load into his mouth. Sucking every drop, he didn't stop till I removed my cock from his mouth and the hole and sat on the stool to. I pulled a pair of black lace panties from the drawer and slipped them on over my naked body. The feeling was electric, my cock was hard and pressing against the see through lace panel and the silky back caressed my soft white buttocks. It took all my control not to cum there and then, but I resisted as I wanted to go further, I went for the matching bra and after a few minutes confusion I workedout how to put it on. I walked over to her mirror and admired myself, but something was missing. .