The man shrugged and then pissed in a urinal next to hers. She could only listen longingly to the trickle.A further half hour later, another man turne... up. He was obviously off his face, singing in a slurred and uneven voice. He staggered across to Phyllis's urinal, pulled his cock out, but then - as Phyllis's pulse was racing - he unaccountably shuffled to another urinal, and pissed in that and on the floor. Some of the piss reached her feet, but that was all she got. How frustrating!Back in. I was sprung.She was standing naked in front of me – watching me watching her – but I couldn't look away. With a swish of long black hair she pivoted on one foot and turned away. Facing the door now – very slowly and keeping her legs straight – she reached down to the floor to pick up her sweaty clothes, holding the pose for a few wonderful seconds. I let my gaze run all the way up those long, long, legs; lingering at the top to study her shaved brown pussy lips bracketed between perfect. ...sucking clito without teeth touching me....it was so smooth.....She bought the same toy i had the mouth with a tongue to trick me ..loll...but i knew cause i squirt right away with that magic toy...but want i didn t know was she went to get some ice in the hallway..and an very old woman ..around 60 or 65 years old asks her are u losts she no i having sex with Flowergirl..oh yeah your lucky everyone wants her...we ll come in and see she tied up anyway eyes,ears and all!!!Oh really..we ll it. She didn’t always cum and that was fine with both of them; they agreed that it was about a shared journey rather than a desperate desire to get to a destination. Still, when it did happen, Connor felt his body lift with a sense of eroticism and sexuality, as well as self-esteem at his role in achieving her ultimate joy.“Right, now it’s my turn to get inside that fucking pussy!” exclaimed Connor, positioning himself behind her.As Sinead had crumpled onto all fours, she didn’t have to move, and.