Sarah shook her head in order to get the strands of hair out of her eyes, finally settling with brushing it behind her ear.A loud whistle rang through...the bathroom, startling her. She looked around, alert and curious before she realized it was her phone. With a quiet laugh, she pulled out her phone, unlocking it. There was a new notification, a text message. Opening it, she read it aloud softly to herself."Hey Sarah, it's Harley! Sorry about the random number. My phone broke earlier today, so I. I put my eight inch cock in the hole with my balls for good measure and my companion immediately zipped up and left. When my movie was done, I stepped out too and went to the next pair of booths. When I opened one of the doors, there was my erstwhile companion (who had failed to lock his door) with his crotch pushed against his booth’s glory hole. Go figure.So I went back to my first booth and started twirling my dick again. Soon the other door opened and again I was joined by a middle aged. One day shewondered if they could do it doggie fashion, but with her taking the dogposition and he the bitch. They discussed it. Naturally the topic of analsex came up but Adam was strongly against. "I know lots of people haveanal sex," he explained, "especially gays. Now I don't have anythingagainst them and if people get a buzz out of arse-fucking then good luckto them. But for me just the thought is a real turn-off."So they worked together to design and build what they called a doggiedevice.. Was she a virgin? Was she a hot little virgin that had to take care of her cunt by herself? Or was she a fucking slut? Did she get fucked a lot? Did she suck cocks, maybe, or get gang- banged by dozens of young studs?Was her pussy tight?That, under the circumstances, was meaningful to Clay. He thought about the teenager's tight pussy as he opened his fly and hauled out his cock and balls. His prick was massive, long and thick, the underside gnarled by dark veins and the knob flaring out in a.