Wendy was still wet though, and unsatisfied. Her right index finger traced irregular circles on her clit and she stabbed the middle three fingers of h...r left hand inside her cunt, fucking herself, trying to meet an unrequited need. The morning was hot, which always made her feel horny, as sunlight breached the windows, warming her face slowly to match her body heat.Wendy knew Bartley would usually be in the shower between 10-12 minutes. So she timed it to cum properly before he reappeared. It. Sullivan to speak, before your performance - and after... before the curtains close to end the broadcast. I’ve asked Mr. Sullivan to consider letting you close your show, singing one of your favorites as the curtain closes and the stage-lights go out. I’m sure he will bring that up and hopefully let you stand out front, center stage with one spotlight on you, as you wind it down... “Now, if I see we are running behind, I will wave for you to either shorten your time between songs - or later in. “Hey, babe,” he said, as I let him into the room.“Mmmm, my heart is pounding,” I said, looking at his beautiful dark skin.“Mine is, too,” he said, grabbing his cock through his pants.“I’ve always wanted chocolate,” I said, then let my robe drop to the ground to reveal my naked body.He smiled and asked, “What does this sexy milf wanna do?”“Everything, I’m sex starved,” I answered and got on my knees.He unbuckled his belt and I quickly helped him take off his pants while looking at the bulge in. Again I got off the seat briefly to look thru the gap at the walls of my stall,this time I could see the other guy who was standing with nothing on and could see a flash of cock and balls while the other man was probably on the toilet. As I sat back on my toilet my cock was dripping more but I was not worried if they would see me as they were like mice,oh so quiet.Then his phone rang and he started to talk and i got up off the seat again and saw the other mans naked butt as he was now turned.