Drunk and wasted, Sathil pushed me against the walls of the stranger’s washroom, his hands caressing my little curves while drinking me in with his ...ongue. I could feel his member against my pelvis, more than ready to push into my wet vagina. The lust and inebriation had thrown us in a daze, such that we didn’t mind our surroundings in the washroom anymore. The loud music played on and thumped against the back of my skull, as he kissed and sucked on my neck and the wetness of his saliva. Although the lights are off, there is enough light to see her sexy curves and her lovely round breasts all wrapped in a black fishnet body suit, nicely accentuating every sexy detail of her body. Being nervous yet excited about seeing what I'm seeing, I awkwardly head for the door commenting on how nice the whole scene is. Harry isn't going to let me off that easy though. He has other ideas. "Hang on a minute," Harry says, "You ain't getting off that easy." I stand there, slightly confused at. Brenda looked up at her mom and said, "Mom, it looks like there is a wet spot on the front of your panties, did you accidentally pee?" Jillian lifted up the front of her skirt and noticed the wet spot also, and explained, "No Brenda, you see when a woman gets aroused or 'horny', like a man, she also starts secreting her own juices to aid in lubrication. This will happen to you also, it's ok, it's nature's way of helping out." After a few more minutes of cock stroking from Tamara, Jillian. Sanjeev waited in the room. I noticed that the toilet door was more of a half door leaving a gap at the top. Soon I realized why it is like that because there was not a single hook in the bathroom to keep clothes. One has to keep on the door top, that's why the gap is left there. But soon I also realized that Sanjeev was there in the room and he would see the clothes that I keep on the door from within the room. So he will clearly have an idea to what extent I was undressed in the toilet as I.