There were a couple of closed doors, indicating that a few of theguys had already paired up. The guys who were cruising were older andbigger. That's g...od news for me. I like guys that way.I looked in a booth showing a straight video, and a guy in his mid 50s wasstroking his cock, which stuck out from his shorts. He didn't try to hideanything as I stood in the doorway, so we made eye contact and I slipped inthe room and closed and locked the door behind me.Not a word was said; I dropped to my. I had a couple that I liked and found one that seemed to hit the spot. I looked at a few of the videos on the sites homepage and mindlessly started rubbing my growing erection through my pants then I found a particularly naughty one that seemed to hit my metaphorical g-spot. A nice story about a father coming home from work and finding his daughter masturbating and deciding to join in. I had often read and enjoyed these stories because of there taboo and risque nature and maybe a little because. I shined the light in her face and it was Catherina. She only had her panties and a t-shirt on.“Jesus! You gave me a scare,” I exclaimed. “Why would you try and sneak up on me?” I asked and kissed her. She tried to wiggle out of my grasp but it was totally useless.“Could you please take the light out of my face?” she requested. “I feel like I’m being interrogated by Let.”“Let? What? The big guy from the train station?” I asked and she started telling me about the Youngsville police. There were. “Oh, I’ll do more than that,” Dawn went to the dresser drawer, opened it and pulled out a tube of lube and a sleek silver vibrator. “Where did you get those!? They look darling,” Annabelle’s eyes gleamed.“My mom. When I got old enough she gave them to me as a gift. I call it Mr. Pointy,” Dawn clicked the vibrator on. “Now bend over because this is something you’ll never forget.” Annabelle was nearly drooling at the idea of having that silver love machine in her arse. Dawn put some of the lube.