Plötzlich öffnete sich die Tür zur Herrentoilette. Pia schreckte hoch. Sie überlegte kurz. Dann schnellte ihre Hand nach vorn, um die Kabinentür ...uzudrücken. Doch es war schon zu spät. Ein Kerl drückte die nicht verschließbare Tür kraftvoll auf und stand vor der Studentin. Ein übergewichtiger Typ in Jeans, über der Hose hängendem Holzfällerhemd und abgewetzter Lederweste. Er hatte ein rundes Gesicht und trug einen ungepflegten Bart. Seine Haare waren kurzgeschoren und zeigten eine entstehende. Besides, who's going to stop me? As faras I'm concerned, it's a woman's prerogative to change her mind. So, Iguess you could say that when it comes to this Three Time Rule of mine,I can do whatever I want to do."At that juncture, Ethan, endeavoring to change the subject, sought totest the waters, so to speak, "So, tell me something, Amber. Supposethis new guy of yours were to ask you to marry him? What do you thinkyou'd say? Yes? No? Go shit in your hat? Or what?"Or, do you think it's way to. Her legs parted invitingly and I gazed, mesmerized by the sweet smell and look of her moist mature pussy. I succumbed quickly and began a slow lick from the top to bottom of her pussy soon prizing apart her long luscious lips and pushing the tip of my tongue just inside her. I had to return to those lips, I’d never seen any so big I sucked each one individually into my mouth and enthusiastically played with them like a c***d in a sweet shop!“There’s no rush! Try focusing on my clit.”Now my sex. As we walked in we entered a fairly small bar area, there were a couple of 30 ish blokes standing at the bar and a black woman late 30’s behind the bar.Bill asked “where’s Ken?” to the woman, “in the back room setting up “ the woman said and laughed, “ is this tonight’s?”.Bill laughed and we walked through the bar and down a short corridor and into a back room.We walked in the back room and there was a 50 ish bloke putting up some camera lights.“Ayup Ken” Bill called, the bloke looked at me,.