I knew that the toilets at the rear of the pavilion had holes in the walls and that it was possible toget your cock sucked or wanked there although I ...ad never tried it. When I met up with Alan, we went into the furthest stall from the door. All I could see was a bare arse of a man pushing his cock through the other wall. I thought to myself "well he is doing ok" and sat back to wait until he had finished and left. Alan said that our man would come in and let us know he was there. We had only. I want us to forget these past couple of weeks and look ahead to our university life." I let her finish what she had to say but I wasn't buying any of it. "Bullshit." The word came out harshly. She looked taken aback and for the first time her eyes met mine. I saw her features soften. "It's bullshit Jess. What happened should have happened, maybe not in those circumstances but there's no denying this." I gestured with my hands at us and she looked lost for words. "Look I shouldn't have sent all. "And considering I fucked you and Michael and that Gerald and Patrick twice," she counted on her fingers again, "that's twelve separate fucks. God no wonder my poor little pussy is so sore." She licked her top lip, gave me a cuddle and kissed me on the cheek. "But it's a good sore." She smiled. "And then there was all those blowjobs," she pressed her hand against the bulge in my pants, "after sucking that big cock of yours the rest were easy."I pulled her onto my lap and cuddled her against me. Her shoes were high and soft, obviously expensive."I don't have a choice," she said again.Still I waited, having figured out that I had almost no skills at talking to women."They have my children, damn you," she cried taking a step toward me. I opened my arms and folded her in, enjoying the feel on her firm body. I patted her back and she sobbed."Tell me," I said.She sniffed. "My daughter's fifteen, a good girl, mostly, and they said they'd give her to Hessians unless I did this. The boy's ten..