"No, I left it at home this morning. What about you?" "Batteries dead. I just wondered what time it was." They stood in awkward silence for a while l...nger, in the pitch black it was impossible to know even where each of them was even stood. Beth was wriggling on her feet, feeling the pressure on her bladder growing ever stronger. She was going to have to go soon. This was so humiliating. She pressed both hands between her legs, squeezing her hand with her thigh muscles, but the dampness in her. Whenever I heard the sliding door to the patio open with a squeak, that late in the evening, there was no doubt about what was about to happen. And I wanted to watch. As always, I immediately snapped off the light next to my bed and tiptoed to the window.That particular evening, I'd been sitting up in bed, lamp light on, looking at the nudie magazine while I stroked my cock. When I finished, it would be my fourth cum of the day, slightly above average. There was never any problem getting those. Clips of beautiful, naked bodies, men and women, having sex. It was thrilling each time. Soon after entering, someone pulled on my booths door... I froze. Nervous and scared, but my urges were even more powerful than my fears, I unlocked the door. The man that opened the door he door was not what I expected. The men who stuck their cocks through the holes in the booth walls for me to suck before, I imagined, were businessmen. I imagined they were white men with secret urges or who’s wives were. More girlfriend more…. Please don't stop, don't ever stop." Dawn's body shimmered and she felt herself orgasm once again. She eased her mouth away from Trista's pussy and moaned out loud, "Ohhhhhhh, ohhh fuck, love you Trista, love you honey."Trista had fresh love juice and the remnants of the earlier mixed pussy/cock cum all over her tongue, seeping back in her throat and spread on her lips and on her chin, forming a mass of beautiful, clinging, glistening jism.Dawn twisted around and kissed.