Allow the hard-on while staring at the screen, just imagining circling my tongue in her pussy.Let me describe myself first before getting to her.Age T...is wasn't an easy job, and it took some minutes.All the while, the smell of her came drifting over the stall wall and it filled the air.Eventually, she left. I thought about masturbating, but I actually couldn't.I left cautiously. Over the next few days, I thought of little else.The next logical step to me was to be able to see from one stall to another. However I went about it in such a dumb way, it's amazing that I didn't get caught.Over a few days, I began poking a hole in the drywall. I couldn't speak."It's ok, I'm not going to hurt you..." he murmured. His tone was assuring and gentle, but fear still gripped at my heart. What on EARTH was I thinking! Drunk, alone, in the middle of the night, half-dressed, in a public park! My own stupidity astounded me. I found my voice."Well... well, what ARE you going to do then?!" I stammered, trying not to sound as petrified as I felt, and failing miserably."Ummm.... well, I certainly didn't want to interrupt. You seemed like you were. ” So we left this little session and moved to our house. That day, she not came.Day 45/5We meet again on same time on the roof, she waited for us. She quickly smoked. I showed my anger for not coming last day. She replied, “You really want to know the reason. Then come in noon when I give you miss call. I leave the roof door.”Around 4 o clock, when we received her missed call, we moved to her roof, and silently came down. We shocked to see that her father rammed her infront of her naked mother.