She began to suck his cock with a greater eagerness and desire to please him. Brady let her work his cock like an experienced whore until he felt his ...rgasm growing. He pulled her off his cock, her mouth making a popping noise as it released his flesh. He turned her head up to face him. "The next load I give you is going home where it belongs." Dena's eyes widened as the reality of what was about to happen settled in. Her psyche kept vacillating between the reality of what she was doing, and. The old man, who was appeared in his late 60’s or early 70’s, kept glancing in Amanda’s direction. He was attempting to be subtle, but he bore a wild look of disbelief that he was doing a poor job of hiding. Clearly, he wondering if his eyes were deceiving him.Finally, I said, “Ok, Mandy. You better close up shop before you give that poor dude a heart attack.”Amanda turned to me with a hard expression, and casually reached below. Her chair was pulled close to the table’s edge so I couldn’t. My bulge was becoming bigger in my pant and I couldn’t do anything about it. It was the longest time my dick stood erected as I couldn’t touch my dick. I wanted to fuck her so hard. I wanted to blow her mind by fucking hard. All I could say was, “You look incredibly sexy in it.” She smiled and said, “Thank you. It was very obvious from your reaction. Close your mouth, Kedhar.” I didn’t realise that my mouth was slightly open.I smiled sheepishly and closed my mouth. She took out a white shirt. I quickly rushed past him and into one of the stalls, locking the door behind me. I just stood there for a few moments catching my breath, as I did so I was able to look around the stall. The walls were covered in graffiti, almost all of it of a sexual kind. There were drawings of cocks and naked women, descriptions of sexual acts and contacts and phone numbers for people "looking for a good time", or "to get their cocks sucked". I realised to my horror that these toilets were used as meeting.