In fact, the feet were masculine. I tried to peek through the crack of the stall door, but I could see much. Luckily my purse was still sitting on the...bathroom counter and I was able to find my cell phone. I went into the second stall, both to pee and to spy. I reached my hand over the top of the divider and snapped a picture. I then sat down on the toilet and looked at my phone. As I released a loud stream of urine I was shocked at the image on my phone. There, in all his glory, was my. Your scent intoxicates me. An aroma that I have smelt so many times before yet can never get enough of. Your scent merely fuels the desire that burns within me, coursing through my veins, keeping me alive. The warmth of my breath passes across your delicious wetness, each playful pass stirring the simmering anticipation that lurks whenever we are alone. Your every breath becomes more shallow as with each sensual kiss I edge closer to your glistening sex. And then that moment. The sudden yet. He threw aside his clothing and fell on top of me.I gasped as I felt his manhood press against me. He caught my wrists in an unbreakable grip and pinned me under him. He bent his head and caught one of my breasts in his mouth. At first he was gentle, running his tongue over the stiffening nipple, urging it to harden to his touch. His mouth slid to the other breast, treating it the same. His body pushed against me. I groaned in anticipation and fear as I felt his hard cock slide between my. I would really like to suck on those, would like to pinch them, feel them. I start to wonder if she would allow me to shoot a load of cum all over her tits. Can see the cum dripping down as I masterbate and cum all over them.The line moves forward and she begins emptying the cart on the cashier. She has a lot of 2 liters, they were on sale and food. Bread, can goods and so forth. After the cashier rings her total she realizes she forgot to add a couple of regular Mountain Dew, turns and asks me.