We’ve been eating in a restaurant and it’s time too leave. We’re bit excited, the whole meal our feet have been busy under the table. As we walk to the wardrobe to collect our jackets, we pass the ladies room. You grab me by the arm, with your other hand you open the door and peek inside. Nobody. You drag me inside and pull me into the nearest toilet booth. You press me up against the wall and let yourself fall to your knees. It takes you a split second to pull my growing dick out in the open and without hesitation you take me all the way in. I moan and let my hands go through your hair. I get thicker and harder as I feel your tongue playing it’s magic on me. I can’t control myself. And I don’t want to control myself. I grab your hair and start to fuck you in your mouth. I force myself into your throat and love to feel you gag on my dick. With your hands on my buttocks you even try to pull me in deeper. Then you push me away, my dick falls free from your mouth, your saliva all over the place and you gasp for air. When your lungs are refilled, you dive forward to throat me again. I can’t take this and in less then 2 minutes after you started to suck me of you can feel my shaft twiching in your throat, growing a bit more and with an animal like grunt I spurt my juice straight into your stomach. I pull you up and lick my juice off your lips. You push me down on my knees, you place one leg on the bowl and then you press my face to your pussy. No panties you horny little devil ! I let my tongue deeply enter your hot wet and wanting pussy. Hungrily I suck your klit. Sliding two fingers in. I can feel your juices flow as you open up to me. Your girl-cum dripping down my hand as I finger fuck you fiercely. You pull me even harder into your wet cunt. Shivering and shaking you cum all over my face. I get up, turn your shivering body around, hike your skirt up over your ass. I bent my knees a bit, feel your soaking wet lovebox against the tip of my cock, I turn my hips a bit and then in one slik, slow, sliding movement I push my throbbing meat in your body. I grab you by the hips and start to fuck you hard and deep. We find our rhythm. I hear someone entering the booth next to ours but I don’t care and just keep fucking away. For sure next door lady can hear our grunts as we both cum uncontrollably. For minutes we stand there, panting, holding eachother up. With a little bit of paper we try to tidy ourselves up a bit. I pull my pants up, You pull your skirt down. Then we walk out of the restaurant, arms locked, to our car. You can feel my seed drip by drip trickling down your legs…
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2:35 pm Friday, 27th November, 2015
...and turns out to be Terry Wogan with his hairpiece all askew and his blazer undone.... |
