There was a call from the kitchen. "Order up!"She scurried away and came back carrying a brown bag."Here's your order Greg. Sorry you had to wait so l...ng for it," she said in a soft and sexy voice. "My name is Jess, by the way."It turned me on when she used my name. She could have just handed it to me."I hope you get to buy a Beetle some day," I said to her, as I slowly walked towards the exit door. My inner voice was screaming, "God I would love to strip your clothes off and fuck you on the. I'm ok with guys wanking off in toilets, no big deal, but this time I just felt a need to check it out.There were 4 cubicles and I sat down in the one next to the guy making the noise, by now he quietened down a bit. Anyway I was a bit stiff myself leaned back and started playing with my cock getting it harder. After a few seconds I could hear him again. He was stroking away not too quick pausing every now and them probably to rub the precum or put some spit on his knob.I was starting to enjoy. My cock feels so fucking good.””Please, Bob, stick it up my ass!”Bob loved his big cock. ”Say prostate.””Yes yes yes Bob, PLEASE, FUCK my prostate!””You fucking lesbo dyke. I’m gonna fucking CRUSH your prostate!”Bob knelt behind her white ass and masturbated his beautiful man-meat in her ass crack.”Admit that you’re a fucking dyke. Say it!””I’m a fucking dyke and I HATE it!” said Liesje loud and clear.”Grrr, I fucking HATE LESBIANS” Bob growled and plunged his swollen schlong forcefully into. My hands continued roaming her body. She began to grind her hips against me. I felt my cock nuzzle against her body as she sat back and wickedly grinned at me and bit her lip as her hips continued their gyrations. I held her close to me, relishing in this beautiful and nubile younger woman who wanted me so badly.She then slipped out of my embrace back down to her knees on the floor and shot me another wicked look as her hand quickly found my bulge. She yanked at the sides of my shorts. I.