Lynn then remembers the black vibrator at her side and picks it up from the floor with her free hand and feeds it into her mouth, as it slides between...her lips her lipstick marks its sides as if to highlight how far she has taken it into her throat, with the two plastic weapons probing either end of her body Lynn feels like she is being fucked by plastic man and the presence of an audience only makes her feel more horny, she takes the wet plastic from her mouth and whilst the larger vibrator is. ”The song was almost over. I felt my erection shrinking. Bobbie relaxed her grip on me a bit but continued to dance. “Rick,” she said, “finish the dance. Then you can go. Or we can talk. Whatever you like. Please.”When the song ended, I dropped my arms. Bobbie didn’t. She said, “Rick, please. Look at the front of my skirt before you move away.” I looked down between us. She, or rather he, had an erection. It was pushing out the front of her, or his, skirt.I felt myself starting to get hard. Mickey was a sprinter and within minutes shot his load. He zipped up and left with curt thanks.As I sat on the toilet and expelled his load, I finally got to have the piss, which was the original reason for the visit to the toilet. After pulling my zipper up there was a light knock on my stall door.As I opened Vinnie was standing in the doorway. Vinnie was stocky, married, and about thirty years old. He closed the door behind him and then pushed me up against the wall. Vinnie was much more. ’ ‘Where are you from?’ ‘Florence, Italy.’ ‘Wow. I absolutely love that place. One of my favorite places.’ Cyrus wasn’t lying. Florence and Tuscany were yet another place he couldn’t get enough of. ‘Ya. It really is amazing. I do miss it from time to time, and visit two or three times a year. But since I love the outdoors, you can’t compare this place to anything.’ ‘How long have you been here?’ ‘Five years now. I came on a holiday after my masters in photography, loved it so much, I stayed.