Had to wait. Eventually I was able to urinate without soaking the ceiling. Pulled up my pants and flushed away the evidence of my perverted imaginatio....I left the cubicle and he was still there. Smiling at me. Asking if everything was OK. Better than OK... I couldn't admit I had been masturbating, but I almost wanted to. Wanted to tell him I had stroked myself to an orgasm thinking about him.We got to chatting a little and I told him I was going to be in Denver for some weeks and staying in a. Tracey sat forward on the sofa both her hands wrapped around the steaming hot cup of tea her forearms resting on her knees as she blew on her steaming cup. I had noticed that you could see her black bra through the white of her blouse which silhouetted the outline of her slightly larger than average tits .Tracy said she should try and phone the rac she picked up her phone from on the sofa and both Jill and I heard her say "oh fuck it " under her breath ,what’s up Jill enquired 'my phones out of. “You wanna do it ? ”, imitated Amy as both women laughed and rubbed noses. Amy kissed her friend all over her face as the blonde moved against her. Both women locked eyes and giggled as they whispered in each other’s ear. I could hear “fuck”, “cunt”, “hair”, “clit”…as they talked dirty. The blonde was sweating and the thin cotton cover stuck to her ass as she moved. She flipped it over to my side of the bed, exposing her shiny body to me for a minute. Amy grabbed the sheet and flipped it back. .....and you feel big, you feel big in my hand anyway. I just wish that I could touch you properly, with my bare hands, with no clothes between us"I look at her directly in the eye, we are still fondling each other, still breathing heavily and there is still and electric tension in the air."Are you sure of that? I am not sure that it's such a good idea." Why not?" she looked deflated and although she did not remove her hand from the front of my trousers her fingers stopped stroking and holding.