When it was my turn to go in, I lowered my skirt and pantyhose and sat onthe seat to pee. I looked up at the high walls of the cubicle around me,and f...lt like I was a small sea bird flying over an ocean of womanhood. Iwondered where in myself would the chain reaction start, assuming I couldget it going, and I was now getting increasingly sure that I could. Ifelt so sure that it would come that I imagined going home this eveningon the LIRR and my parents hugging me excitedly, and then having my. I withheld the urge to groan as I unleashed a stream. “What relief, though!” I thought as the stream slowed to a trickle and then a few dropsI heard a door open behind me. Seriously, what other schmuck was slaving away here at this hour? A couple of seconds later, there was a loud gasp. I turned to see Analyn, her mouth agape, eyes affixed on my penis, which I had subconsciously swung to face right at her! As I focused my gaze, I made out the sign I had walked over before, which said “Female. He raised his hands and captured an out- thrusting tit in each, massaging the firm globes and letting his fingers play over her fat, hard, up-standing nipples."You're so tight, Gwen honey!" Ken sighed in pleasure. "So damn good and tight."Gwen snuggled closer to him, grinding her pussy down to meet his thrusts, moving with her father now as they fucked away madly. She put her hands on his broad shoulders, swaying over him with each twat-bursting thrust, little grunts of ecstasy escaping from. I found myself missing her when I dropped her off at her home. I organized to pick her up in the morning. Before she left the van, I told her to wear a swimsuit under her clothes because we may have to get into the pool to perform some maintenance tasks.Picking her up in the morning I noted that she was dressed a little different today. Today she was wearing shorts and a polo shirt, and joggers on her feet - much like my uniform.“Did you remember your swimsuit?” I asked.“Yep. Sure did” was her.