He went into the stool beside the urinal and started doing the same thing.Glancing at him out of the corner of my eye, I noticed he was a dapper gray-...aired gentleman. But Clyde was bolder than I am. He leaned over to the side and looked over the low wall that separated the stool from the urinal.“Nice,” he said.“Thanks,” was my reply. I knew that the very fact I said anything at all to him showed I was interested—such was the protocol of meeting places of that nature in those days. I glanced. He kept fingering my asshole and suddenly he removed his cock from my pussy and pushed it into my ass.I cried out loud and It took some time for me to start enjoying the feeling. Jacob slowly increased the speed and I could feel that he was about to cum.Jacob: My god your ass is so tight. I’m about to cum.Me: Don’t cum in my ass, baby, I want your hot cum in my pussy.Jacob rolled me over and put his cock back into my pussy. He didn’t take much time to cum and I orgasmed again as soon as I felt. I asked her, “Where is your son?”. She said, “He is in his room and studying”. She came near to me and said, ” My son doesn’t know that you are here”. I asked, “Really?”. She sighed. She said, “Yes. I didn’t get enough time to plan things”.She told me to wait for a while and went away. I laid on the bed and waited. She kept me waiting for almost an hour. When she came back, she immediately shut the door. She said, “I was with my son. Every night, we talk things”. Seeing paintings on the wall, I. Youcan dress and wear makeup and lingerie all you want. You can be a slutif you want. You are free Missy. No more frustration. You are free to bewho and what you want, to take and give what you want. You can make upfor lost time, Missy. You can be that hot little number again and be aswild and wanton as you want to be. You may have felt guilty then becausethose needs made you want to be wild, to take your passion over the topin an orgy of uninhibited pleasure. But now you can admit it, confess.