’ Running down to the men’s Lisa stood in front of the door taking a deep breath before entering in. Two men stood their backs to her, peeing into...the urinal, and one of the cubicles was closed. ‘Anyone here called Simon Farrow?’ A fat middle aged man turned towards her, his penis sticking out of his fly, his hand holding it, ‘Hello…..is this a new service the Hotel is offering, women on tap with the toilets.’ Laughing the guy next to him turned around zipping himself up, ‘If you want me to be. It was getting late so I decided to get into bed and read for awhile before going to sleep. While I was lying in bed, looking up at the ceiling, the quiet was shattered by screaming coming through the wall, “Ohhhhhhh! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder! Come on, baby, give it to me harder. Ohhhhhhhhh yes, Fuck me! Fuck me!” I wondered whether she was alone and masturbating or did someone come to visit her while I was out walking. “Give me that cock, baby,” she screamed. Her hot shouting was getting. Jason sat on the older man’s face again. As the coach licked his asshole, Jason leaned forward touching the coach’s cock slowly, teasingly, sometimes using just his fingertips, running up the shaft, fingering the head.“Yeah, that’s it. Keep that tongue in there. That feels nice.“ Jason glanced over at the mirror and the three of us in the small room. He smiled and gave a clandestine thumbs up. We chuckled quietly.The coach mumbled something we couldn’t make out and Jason stood up again. “No,”. But both women found themselves in uncharted territory, and that made making decisions much more difficult than it would have otherwise been.For Jennifer, the unfamiliar part of all this was that she had finally met a man who would talk to her. That might sound odd to a lot of us, but that’s only because we’re grown and talk to people all the time. We have friends, both male and female, and we have an entire array of people to choose from if we want to talk about something, or get advice or.