He looked at the trough and seen me with my Lycra shorts and smooth legs standing there between two guys in jeans and t shirts. He opened the cubicle ...oor and entered. With the guy in the cubicle, I tucked my cock back into my pants and stepped away from the trough until the older guy left. I stood in front of the cubicle door and waited for the older guy to leave making it look like I needed to use the toilet.All of a sudden from the hole in the cubicle door, the older guy put his cock through. "Can I get you something to drink Helen?" he stammered, suddenly struck by nerves like someone 40 years younger. "Thanks, but I've already ordered, they're doing it now" and with that she turned round and walked to the counter. Matt thought she must be walking like that deliberately, her pert backside sashaying to the counter, her tight pencil skirt accentuating her great figure. Coming back, she put the cup down and threw herself down onto the sofa. It wasn't in the first flush of youth. It may be because of his wound but it may be that he is simply growing up."Clovis went over what he was talking about previously, but did so in bullet form. Then he said, "Basically the Romans are acting out of character. They usually destroy the land and either kill or enslave all the peasants. In this campaign, that is not what they have done thus far. This likely means that they do not want to antagonise us so much as they may hope to provoke a change of leadership."After a discussion where. "Yes! Nearly!" I groaned back."Do it honey! Do it! Don't hold back! You deserve this! take your reward, and fill my pussy with your hot sticky goo!" she eagerly replied, as she began thrusting back, to meet mine.Our fucking was not really manic, and the table was squeaking and groaning under our movements now, and eagerly Angie sat watching us, and grinning as we fucked in front of her."Come on bro! Fill her pussy! Fill her pussy with your load!" she said encouragingly "And then maybe one.