I guess life after I left was really hard on her. I could feel a little sorry for her, but not a lot. She did say that she was eating better and had g...ined about ten pounds since I called her in August. My God, what she must have looked like a couple of years ago. DJ had said that I might not recognize her now since she had lost so much weight and looked much older, but this? My God, what she must have gone through?I hugged her, but not too hard as I somehow felt that I would break her in half. I now knew what was on his mind. The reaction of my cock proved I was up for it though. It was straining. "Come in"I went in, the room was warm. I looked back and he was undoing his shirt. This was going fast !! "Take you clothes off" he said "you'll feel better"I began stripping, shoes first then socks. Then my shirt. I began unbuttoning my jeans. "Turn around" he said. I turned my back to him "ok keep going but slowly" I don't wear underwear so my jeans slid off my naked ass easily "Nice" he. It wasn't very busy, and I easily found an empty cubicle far from the entrance, figuring I'd have more chance of being unnoticed there. Once inside, I took off my panties and started rubbing myself, desperate for release from the tension that had been building inside me. I don't know if you've ever done this, but while it is furtive and a bit dirty, it is also very exciting – almost like masturbating in public while wondering if anyone can see.I was enjoying stroking and rubbing my wet pussy,. Her ass and pussy pumping away as if to suck the semen from the balls of the replica cock, each contraction pressing the Hitachi into her clit, pushing her into the next orgasm before the last one had finished. I pressed the dildo deep inside her with a rhythmic pressure, mimicking ejaculation as each orgasm took her over, then as the waves of pleasure subsided T would arch her ass and pussy back up, and I would resume fucking her, thrusting the dildo in and almost out, holding the vibrator.