Figuring I might get a soft mouth to wrap around my thick cock, I just headed slowly towards the men's room; since I knew I had plenty time until my s...eet wife would choose her stuff…Once I entered, I went into one stall. I soon heard the door open and into the next stall a man entered. But then the door opened again; so another man came in.I heard this second guy entering the same next stall where the first guy was. I heard them talking quietly and the unmistakable sound of zippers going. .. Like she'd just stepped out of a Playboy centerfold, or even better than that maybe. I personally thought the coed belonged in a Victoria's Secret catalogue and I'd told her that once, but I'd been pretty buzzed and she'd only laughed."Hi Amy." I smiled at her and felt my nipples pop.I wasn't a real lesbian, of course, but that girl could have turned me to the darkside anytime she wanted to. I'd have taken the secret oath, drank blood from a virgin, and sworn off cock forever if Amy would've. After she had been caught, the guards had stripped her of all her belongings, including her clothes, and locked her into a stockade on the town's market square. Her neck and wrists were trapped in the contraption, rendering her helpless quite effectively. Her legs were spread, her ankles locked into another wooden stockade, giving everyone quite a nice view of her naked body. Her round, soft breasts were hanging under her chest, her dark green nipples hard from the chilly wind. They were big,. She made sure to stay in view of the window as she slowly undressed herself. She let her hands roam freely up and down her body, cupping her breasts and caressing them slowly. The thought of him standing outside her window watching her was turning her on and causing her pussy to ache for attention. She sat down on the edge of the bed and let her hand glide slowly down between her legs. She spread them slowly, exposing herself to the window and began circling her clit with her fingers, hoping.