He waited, looking out for any security or stray passers by before he made his way through the toilet door. As soon as he walked in he could hear her ...eavy breathing in the end cubicle - the slow panting, interspersed with quiet moans, guided him. As he opened the cubicle door he saw her - one leg on the toilet seat, her juices dripping down her thigh. She stopped him - "No...watch". She spread her lips for him, her clit throbbing and protruding. she licked her middle finger and gently pushed. However, she wasn’t toohappy about this as it was just a short distance (150 ft) from theworkers. By the last day we were there she’d gotten used to the routine and knewthat I’d want to get her naked once again. Each day I’d moved a littlecloser to the construction site, so a few of them had actually seen aglimpse of her undressing. This day I moved even closer, so only theroad and one row of trees was between us and them. I slowly undressedher and finally she was. My breathing got heavier, and the screen went blurry. I stopped my movements and looked around. I wasn't cumming, why is my vision blurry? I blinked, rubbed my eyes and looked around my room again. Something smelled strange. Everything had a weird purple haze around it. I looked down and realized my vibrator was still buried in my pussy. Then the purple haze closed in and everything went black. It took me a while to come back to reality. At least it seemed like a while. For all I knew it could. She found her efforts to be in vain, as was evidenced by the tinkling of the little bells that decorated her pink nipples. She felt the pressure build within her; she knew desire to the depths of her being. He stood, and dropping his pants, pulled her to himself. She felt his manhood, and lifted one leg, wrapping it around his waist. He kissed her neck, her shoulders, and face. He removed her gag and kissed her lips and mouth, arms wrapped around her back, offering his support as she hung by.