Much better than across a field she thought and so she set off, the sound of her shoes clacking on the concrete pavement. She'd only walked a short di...tance when she heard the sound of breaking glass ... a bottle being flung against a wall perhaps and voices, shouting and laughing ... then more broken bottles. She stopped in her tracks ... she didn't like the sound of this, slowly turned and walked back the way she had come. Then the voice "Hey you there ... hey you stop ... what ya doing. The combined f***e of suddenly being stopped by the wall and the pressure by his wait further pressed her pussy on him. ‘Ahh’ she moaned, she now could not help but continuously hump as if they are fucking, and with every hump came another ‘Anhh’ from her. If a man came in, he will see the back of a women in red dress lifted up by a man who took support of the wall at the opposite end of the washroom door. But that did not stop them. Hell they did not even thought of it. All they cared was of. ’ ‘No,’ Tim said. ‘Well, I mean, yeah, but not because it was Leira. I told you before, J – I’m over her, and I meant it. But that’s really the only long-term relationship I’ve ever been in, man, outside of a few flings at college. That’s all I have to go off of.’ ‘Man, you have to let that shit go,’ J.T. said. ‘I know that, but I have no idea how to,’ Tim answered. ‘Sometimes, it just gets to be too much and I just need a break. You asked me why I volunteered to take that trip to Milwaukee for. I lead the way to the hotel room. In the elevator, I sneak a glance at you and notice you looking sheepish as your gaze meets mine. You look away, not wanting to stare and wonder if you can really do this.Once we arrive, you close the hotel room door behind us. I kick off my shoes and sit cross-legged on the bed. I tap beside me and ask you to sit. I turn to face you and try to meet your gaze. I'm fully aware that every fiber of your being is conflicting with emotions, but I notice your.