I wanted to complain, but you silenced me with a simple hush. “You’ve had enough, I’m not giving you any more.” Defeated I let my body relax a...ainst the table as my surroundings became clear again. I got distracted by the sound of your pants dropping to the floor. You pushed yourself inside of me in one swift motion and moaned softly as my hot skin touched your hips. I braced myself against the table and prepared myself for your movements, but you didn’t seem to be in a hurry. Lazily you pulled. ...see you back in there" He gives me a cheeky wink then turns and unbolts the door, pausing to listen before quickly exiting.Suddenly, I'm all alone, in the gents cleaning cum off my panties and inner thighs. Oh what a dirty slut.Getting out proves to be not straightforward.I copy robin, listening carefully before sliding the doors little bolt back.Just as I'm about to go I hear the familiar loud creak of the gents door opening. A man comes in whistling, I don't know who it is. He urinates for. After I calmed down I went to recover it and put it in the trash."The explanation covered all the bases which is why the SBI and now the Church Camp guys loved me. I could think on my feet and cover all kinds of shit."Can you describe him for me," the cop asked."I really didn't get a good look at his face," I said. "I think he was Latino. That's all I can say for sure." Well there are a lot of those around these days. If you see him again call us," he said."I will officer and thanks for. I need to put some more wood on the fire, anyway.”He really did need to pee, so he slipped out from under the skins, jerked on his clothes and grabbed his weapons.“It was snowing when I went out during the night.”“Great,” he griped. “All we need is more snow.”He didn’t notice whether she peeked while he was dressing or not. He hurried through the door and slid it closed behind him, then stopped at the end of the passageway. He was tempted to stand there and piss out into the storm. Shit, I’m.