” I was almost there, the pressure had built up so much, and my juices were flowing freely onto her hand and my panties, and probably the seat too. ... fought the orgasm I was about to have, I knew that when I came I would probably do it loudly and I didn’t want people to see what was going on. I didn’t want anyone to know. Kat giggled deviously, “The way I see it, you have two options.” I tightened my hands on my mouth as a small moan escaped my throat. “You can either cum and let all of your. Yes! I can see his black leather shoes, behind her heels in the stall next door. Pressing my ear to the partition I can hear her heavy breathing, and the rhythmic slap slap slap of his balls against her clit as he thrusts his thick dick into her tight pussy. The bass, muffled by the cinder-block walls of the toilet block, pounds in time with his thrusting. She starts to moan louder, "Oh yeah..." I hear her breathe. I hear him urging her to touch herself and I imagine her hand slipping down. “Hmmmm….”, she replied. “Should I believe you or not? You could be a nasty peeping tom!”. “All I can say is that that isn’t my style”, was all I could reply. While this conversation was going on my eyes were uncontrollably fixed on her breasts and nipples, wet and rather pink from her licking and sucking. “Well, if it isn’t your style, you had better come here and let me see what your style actually is.” So I approached her, and as I did, she got to her knees, extended a hand and felt my. Staring into my eyes, our breath landing on each others lips, he crushes our mouths together as he changes to a harder beat. Then he slows... Then he picks it back up again, drawing out the tension, letting it build to level after level of pleasure, before finally letting go, no stopping, no slowing.God, this girl had been a virgin only a few days ago.Then I started thinking. Was this what she wanted me to do? Did she want to have a session like this?"Yes, yes, yes," I moan. I'm almost there..