The woman gave me quite a stare so I pretended that I had spilt something on my blouse and bra and began to go through the actions of sponging it off....I noticed in the mirror the woman did not try to leave the toilet and as I glanced into the mirror in her direction I smiled and received a pleasant smile back.It was the lady who first spoke, "Having a little trouble, my dear!" she said. I nodded although never attempting to cover my breasts. Then the woman stepped forward and leaned into me,. "No, every single one." She sighed, what was she doing? Getting attracted to him? Opening up? It would go the way of all the other ones and she was only setting herself up for a letdown, again. I mean, I'd like to prove I'm different?" He said, an edge of seriousness creeping into his voice, his smile soft and hopeful."...I'll admit... You're a lot nicer than the men who usually come up to me." On the eyes or to speak to?" He said with a smirk of his own.She let out a little laugh again, "Both.. This carried on for what seemed an age until Janet obviously orgasmed on my face and finally they both got off me. I was sobbing and unable to move, everything hurt, my shoulders, my neck, my jaw and most of all my stomach.Kathleen knelt down and Janet squatted on the bed, "Fuck me Janet look at the marks my heels have made on him, he is going to have some serious bruises soon". She pulled me up into a sitting position, still sobbing as I started to rub my tummy. Janet had her hand on her. I was awakened Sunday morning by Debbie, who had crawled under my sheets, and was trying to get my erect cock out of my underwear.“What are you doing Debbie? If our parents came in here, we would be so dead”.“I usually hear you jerk off every morning when you wake up, so I thought I would help. Besides I really wanted to suck your cock some more”.What the fuck was I supposed to do? My cock was aching to get out of my underwear and I had a warm wet mouth ready to suck on it. Fuck it. I’ll do.