We walk and i wonder if i should say anything as i let her walk infront of me a few times, her sexy big arse jiggling as she goes. As we almost get to...the supermarket i blurt out 'have you got any knickers on?' she turns to me and pulls up her leggings while saying why does it look like i have? I feast my eyes and say no, thinking she might be embarrassed but no she looks me in in the eye and says I've got my knickers in my bag actually, you can sniff them later you dirty bastard.I start to get. I took one big shot of vodka and went after her to the toilet. We closed the door and I sat on the toilet seat with my jeans down to my knees. My cock was hard she lifted her skirt, removed her underwear and sat on my cock. She was tight and already wet. She started jumping up and down on it. As I was drunk, I just couldn’t come. She must have done it for like an hour she was totally tired she was sweating but kept on going. Then it was time for me to take charge. We closed the toilet lid; I. Another two or three minutes and I would stop and approach his window again.He still would not be satisfied.Take off the running shorts, he'd say.So, however reluctantly, off they came and I handed them to him and took off running again.((I should tell you that this had happened, in exactly the same way, many times before. So, knowing what was coming, I found myself each time, as hard as a rock about this time.))Moving on ...I would continue my run. Now wearing nothing but my underwearAnother. He put his cock through again Jo gave it a gentle pull again and called me over and gestured for me to slap it, I gave it a gentle slap Jo whispered hit him harder than that, so I did, he jumped but his cock stayed through the wall, Jo gently pulled it again but this time didn’t hit it, another cock appeared in the next hole and Pete said its my fault he’s here I should be punished too, there was a few laughs from the other side of the wall, me and Jo looked at each other and smiled I whispered.