I made sure to take off my skirt and shoes and hide them behind the toilet, safe both from semen and my ejaculate. It was a hot day today so the bathr...om was a little stuffy. Either that or I’m that aroused right now.Before too long I heard the stall door close as someone entered. I scooped up on the toilet seat ready to play but no penis appeared. I can hear the toilet seat go up and I definitely heard a zipper. He doesn’t even know I’m here! I decide to peep through hole and there before me. She set about baking and sandwich making to occupy herself until Aren came home. She wanted a kiss. * * * Aren couldn’t wait to get home. Gin would be there. And she would smell like vanilla and oranges. And she would be soft and warm and suntanned. He hoped Lindsey hadn’t stopped by. The evil witch. With her bleach blonde hair, fake tan, and claw-like nails. There was nothing real about that girl. Not even her personality. For some reason, she had decided she wanted to sleep with Aren. He had. I’d tell her once she got back.I had dreams and fantasies about milking Jill’s breasts. The thought of it just made my dick hard in my pants. I salivated at the thought of putting Jill’s engorged breasts into my mouth and sucking on her nipples. I dreamed about how deliciously sweet her breast milk would taste. I’ve always heard that women actually get excited when milk is being suckled from their breasts. I hoped that Jill would get excited when she let me suck hers. I imagined that her pussy. " Dennis nodded and heeded the warnings.Alice quickly discovered that Dennis's walk was indeed arduous, with nary an offer of refreshment. She paused at the entrance gate to an isolated cottage with a moss-covered shingle roof, surrounded by a garden that looked more like a wildlife sanctuary. According to the small brown parcel she had fished from her trolley, this was the home of a Miss Hilda Castle. An enamel sign on the gatepost read: "Will Callers Please Use The Rear Entrance."Alice ambled.