I hurried to the mall bathrooms. I surveyed the five stalls, which I have numbered 1 through 5 for your convenience:1. Occupied.2. Clean, but bathroom...protocol forbids its use, as it's next to the occupied one.3. Poo on seat.4. Poo and toilet paper in bowl, Unidentifiable liquid splattered on seat.5. No toilet paper, no stall door, unidentifiable sticky object near base of toilet.Clearly, it had to be stall #2. I trudged back, entered, dropped trou and sat down. I'm normally a fairly shameful. " You laugh. The gal knows her sarcasm.At the end of the bar, the stripper has already finished the first guy and is starting on another one. In seconds, he cums right in her face. You see him whisper into her ear. She smiles and goes to the bouncer, half-naked and cum-covered still. A minute later, a string of girls come down. A cute Arab, a Chinese girl covered in tats, a tall, skinny brunette...Sicilian maybe? All of them beautiful. All of them naked or very close. One by one, the guys are. She smelt and tasted slightly of soap after her shower, but it wasn’t very long before I was enjoying something much more acceptable to my tastebuds. Sheila was clearly not at all unhappy with what I was doing; she’d quickly grabbed her pillow and was holding it over her face when the need to gasp and moan out loud became too much.When there was a little gush of juices, I kept some in my mouth and moved up her body to share them with her. That made her moan again!On the way back down I stopped. "I've heard of them but never come across one. She played a few chords and arpeggios. "I like it," she pronounced. "It's got a lot of depth and the bass is wonderful, rich and sonorous. Yum! I'm going to enjoy this piano." Well, play something. Don't just mess about," ordered Court.Libby glared at him and Jean stifled her giggles. Libby did as she was told though and, after a moment's thought, launched into 'Claire de Lune'.As she finished there was a knock on the door from the main house and.