Me: Here wipe yourself with this towel or you will catch a cold.Malti: It’s OK. Who cares if I live or die?Me: I do. What’s the matter? Did you fi...ht with someone? With Tushar?Malti: He is a bastard. All men are bastardsI gave her a cold stareMalti: Except you sahib. You have been very nice to me. You haven’t made one lewd comment or tried anything in these last few months while the rest of the world just ogles me now that I have no husband. And its all because of that bastard Tushar.Me: Don’t. They were both laughing and took the 2 urinals to my left (opposite the older gent). I took a glance at them and noticed they both had awesome looking semi-hard cocks. They were still laughing and made the comment about how they were both still a little hard from their earlier conversation (man-I wish I knew what they had been talking about).Lastly the door opened and in walked a very large-very, very muscular black guy. He took the urinal directly to my right. He unzipped his pants and out. " Vickie whined."I want Victoria to be able to see what she would have gotten if she had not been a bad girl. You can rub some of the baby oil on her breasts, if you want to," I instructed.Vickie groaned. I'm not sure if it was because she could see Nicky grinding away on Little Mike or because she wanted Amy to rub the oil on her tits.Amy moved around behind her, hesitating only briefly, before pouring some more baby oil on her hands, then using both of her small hands, she began massaging one. "I'll give you another handjob Nathan but that's all we are doing," she sighed.I said nothing but I gasped as my mother took my erect penis in her hand and slowly began to masturbate me. I immediately began to leak pre-ejaculate, which my mother used to lubricate my penis as she feathered her fingers up and down the shaft and over the bulbous glans.I crushed my lips against hers and drove my tongue into my mother's mouth; I sipped her sweet breath. Mother was still squirming beneath me, not yet.