” What email? Oh no…. now I remember he said he’d be emailing me. I totally forgot. Actually I forgot about most of my encounter – probably su...liminally forced it from my memory – but now it’s coming back to me. Email, email, which one??? Oh shit, not THIS one! I click on Outlook and see the unopened mail in my inbox from Richard Rogers. Trembling I click on it and there is a short note and a link. Dear jamie,I had such fun the other night, it was great seeing you again! You’re so funny and a. After the first dozen or so times we watched it, our fantasies started tilting in the direction of how much fun it would be if we could show it to Bob, and watch his reaction. Knowing him as well as we both did, we were pretty sure he would be turned on by watching it, and not be pissed off that he was set up. We even made surprising him with it, part of our fantasy. We wondered if we would ever get up the nerve to tell him about it, and what variety of cum soaked fun might be in store for Ann. My face was placed on her pussy. She moaned hard.Placed my hands on her curved waist. It was so sexy to see her fully wet. Kissed on her navel and let my tongue out into her navel.She lifted me up and showed her passion with a lip lock. We were so wet, that we drank and exchanged through kissing. I bit her lip.Inserted my dick and started fucking her, grabbed her ass, we both were so turned on, kissing aggressively.After a great wet fucking session, she again gave me a blowjob. We had a nice. As I straightened I noticed the full-length mirror on the wall in front of me and then I realised that when I had closed my curtain on entering I had created a gap at the other side. I wasn't impressed that the curtains weren't actually big enough to cover the whole opening but thought I'd only be quickly trying on the skirt and blouse so decided to just get on with it. I heard a noise from the cubicle opposite and looking in the mirror saw the young lad I had followed into the changing rooms.