My cell phone beeps…they left a message. I jack my Johnson readying myself for my second go at this little Japanese wonder. She comes out of the bat...room and I go rock hard. Her titanic titties are all agleam where she has taken a damp rag and towel to clear them of my load. A few minutes ago, she had been kneeling down before me, her knees on a pillow, giving me a sloppy, slurping, saliva soaked sucking, rocking up and down, back and forth over my member—the fingers of one hand butterfly. N a regular chatter.i had met one lady on netshe was married her name was anita her fig 36 30 36.age was abt 26 yrs but stil maintained sowell tht she was looking hot wid normal looks even.we exchanged our nos then we use talk talkhours on phone as her hubby was hving a business of catering mostly he use to stay out of homein nite so we use to talk in nite on phone.Once she asked me Dont u hve g/f abhi as everynite u talk to me?You r so young comeon tel me now? I said i was hving but she was my. “Sonny what are you talking about? I did not disrespect you. Where did you get that idea?”“Don’t bother denying it you naughty boy. I saw you staring down the back of our cool yellow Lycra pants looking at the back of my panties and bare ass crack above. Take some responsibility for your actions, boy. “Okay, but it was not my fault it was just there. You were the one sitting that way displaying your bare butt crack!”Instead of debating my logical explanation Tawni took charge. Sonny just stood. I locked it behind me. She pushed me against the stall door, flipping me around. She unzipped me and my dress fell to the floor. She smacked my ass. She unfastened my bra and I felt her hands on my tits, groping and kneading. I kicked off my shoes and she slid my panties down. I heard two more chattering ladies come in, my face pressed to the cold metal door. She smacked me hard again. I cried out and their conversation paused. I mimed a ssshhh with my finger to my mouth and she grinned. Her.