Sowing My Wild Oats; My Extra-Marital Adventures/
"The Laundromat"
First things first, let me qualify that I am happily married and I truly love my Husband to death. He is the man I chose to be with until death do us part! In my late 20's and into my early 30's, I wasn't able to think or live in such absolute terms. On rare occasions when I would allow doubt to creep in I would convince myself that I needed more. I wanted the long term security of my marriage but I thought in order to be one half of that union, I needed to allow myself brief vacations to explore any ideas or passions that would pop up. I felt at the time that in order to be in that kind of one on one relationship for the span of my life;; well then I should be allowed to get a hall pass when I needed one. Just a few hours or even a few days to get my ya ya's out, then I could be the loving wife and mother for the long haul!
I worked as the office manager and dealt with all Human Resource issues for an Engineering Firm. This was right after the new millennium in the early 2000's. It was a large regional office with all of your stereotypical office personalities you'd find pretty much in any large office setting. Being that I was not an Engineer and I handled all of the HR stuff, I was in a unique position where I didn't fit in the standard hierarchy, my supervisor was out of another office all together. Obviously I was still below the acting management there but my responsibilities half of the time were outside of the normal workload of all of the other employees.
A lot of the time, I was able to complete my weekly responsibilities well before the work week ended which allowed ample time for goofing off with my preferred office mates as well as ample time for my mind to wander and become caught up in various things which I happen to come across. For example, the guy who is basically 2nd in charge of the whole office is pretty much a complete dork. Early 50's, thinks he is still young and hip and he also seems to think he is pretty charming and he seems to think he is someone the ladies in the office might find somewhat irresistible. Ha! Couldn't be more off the mark! He has absolutely no sense of style and frankly I would describe him as just pretty dumpy. Anyway, every so often he comes into the office dressed up in full bicycle gear. You know, skin tight shorts and shirt. He thinks he is a real Lance Armstrong or something. One day, while dressed for the Tour de France, we noticed the rather large bulging, hidden beneath his thin, tight shorts. Given a better look, you could make out the shape of a big thick shaft and then the large, bulbous mushroom head of what must be a massive cock. He is such a turd though, it is completely wasted on him though. Otherwise, I would have probably engaged and played those games he was so obviously trying to get someone to play with him. I just wouldn't be able to go there with this guy.
For some reason that image of a huge cock entered my head on that Friday, sending me off on a tangent that I could not stop thinking of. In my mind I just kept thinking of big, thick and beautiful cock! I could not stop obsessing about dick. by days end, I was at a point where nothing less than a huge helping of huge, strange cock would be able to quell my need to go wild in an unbridled pleasure session with something along these lines.
At some point while waiting for this workday to end I phoned my Husband and attempted to make him understand exactly how I was so strongly in need of going out, hunting down and finally landing a nice, young, large strange cock...possibly multiple cocks, depending on how things went. My Husband had seen me in a state like this several times. He is also very secure, mature and willing to allow me the freedom to chase down these obsessions I was prone to occasionally! He knew once I did what I needed to do, I would return to him and share every last detail with him. I know this turned him on to no end. He would be hanging on every word and sordid detail, Making our own twisted, hedonistic session fueled by my telling of what I had experienced.
I feel like I must mention that my Husband was also allowed his opportunities to chase down any of his own situations that might present themselves, needing to be conquered by means that may fall outside of your standard marital parameters. For us it actually strengthens our bonds, bolstering the love we share! By allowing each other these small freedoms to explore and complete. It really ends up showing us the truly important and critical stuff that bulletproofs our relationship. We don't imply that this method is for everybody...it happens to work very well for us and that is all that really matters.
For instance, my husband and I are pretty serious cannabis users. A lot of our friends also smoke, dab, eat or whatever. they use cannabis to get high. It also plays a large roll in our sex lives too. Several years ago, my Husband and I went to a friiends to hang out and also get some flower. This friend happened to be a very sexy female who shared a house with about 3 more very sexy females. While we were there I had to leave and go to my office for a few hours and my husband remained there at the house until I was able to get back and get him. Long story short, when I arrived to pick him up, I walked into a scene where my husband was butt ass naked, rocking a raging hard-on, up on a small round table surrounded by 5 hot women, some naked and the rest in some form of undress. They had all gotten so high, they talked him into getting naked and masturbating for them!
With all of that stuff explained...let's move on to the good stuff! Let me share with you what transpired in my crazy hunt to fill my need for some amazing, young, huge strange cock! The idea of which had been pulling at the heart of my pleasure center. Tweeking my clit and allowing that whole area to become hot and very moist! Since this all began that afternoon at work, as things progressed and became more intense...my hands continually went in, rubbing and touching myself. Only adding to and making all of it even more something which I must complete!!!
I realize there is going to be many of you who will think what I am about to share with you never happened. Trust me, I know that this sounds like one of those Penthouse Forum letters that were so outrageous and had every guy between the ages of 16 and 25 magically stumbling into sexual encounters right out of the plot of your standard porn films. you will just have to trust that I despise dishonesty in every aspect and everything I am about to describe is 100% true and actually happened within a quarter mile of my front door.
I am in my mid 40's and have had many, many sexual experiences with men and women both. This one is the craziest most intense situation I ever played a role in! So you can choose to believe or you can assume that I am just full of shit. Either way, you're gonna need to have your own release by the time my story has come to an end! That I know for certain!
I arrived home from work and came barreling in the front door, making a b-line to my room. I had tunnel vision and was hyper focused on rounding up the things I might need or that could make my mission that much better. i threw some stockings, skimpy panties and matching bras. Quickly picked out a couple changes of clean clothes, then moved to the bottom drawer of my nightstand. this is where I kept a collection of dildos, vibrators and other items used to enhance sexual encounters in one way or another.
I grabbed my favorite vibrator, some lube, a butt-plug and a very large rubber dildo with a suction cup at the end, allowing you to place it in many orientations, resulting in any number of wonderful riding sessions.
Talk about anti-climactic...I was now sitting in the laundromat, literally 6 blocks from my house. I had explored a dozen bars all over town, made it very clear that I was down to fuck and came up with absolutely nothing. I actually got what I perceived to be sympathy vibes off of a few guys I encountered..." Oh, that poor woman. She is really trying to make a connection with someone. It must be just horrible to be so in need of companionship." "I mean making a spectacle of herself like she is, something very bad must have happened to her to cause that sort of behavior!"
They didn't come right out and say that, I just picked up on that kind of vibe from them. Bad enough that I wasn't able to pique their interest enough to get them to at least have a seat and chat, they had to look at me with pity whilst slowly shaking their heads....haha! Fuck them anyways, they do not even know what they missed out on! Probably frigid morons with no fire in their loins for the night I had pictured! Considering how everything panned out, it was supposed to go the way it did.
So there I sat washing the few articles of clothing I was carrying with me that didn't even need to be washed. It was close to time for the place to close and the few customers there with me were getting there stuff together and leaving.
""Excuse me."
I turned to see a young man ready to say something. "We're about to close, you're supposed to have your last load in the dryer by 10:15pm," he stated flatly while pointing to a sign not 15 feet from my face.
"Oh shit," I said "I cannot believe I missed that", "I can bag my stuff up and finish it up later or somewhere else."
"No, don't worry, I have a bunch of work I have to do" "You can finish your wash, then dry them." " I just have to lock the door, so you'll have to come get me when you're done and I can let you out." "I will be in the office, just down the hall behind the counter."
"Oh God, thank you so much, I will be as quick as I can and be out of here."
"No problem" he said as he turned and walked away.
Fuck, not only has my plan gone to shit but now I am screwing the laundry employee's night. I am just gonna finish up here and go home with my tail between my legs and no amazing story to make my husband's cock stand up and be ready to fuck.
I sat down and waited for the wash cycle to finish. I began looking around. This laundromat was pretty big. It was in a strip mall and was made up of three large rooms connected by a wide arch right in the middle of each room. I was in the middle room, as I was looking at the TV I noticed a mirror just above and just to the left of the archway leading into the first room where the counter was and the hall leading to the office the young man told me he would be working in. The mirror was situated so the employee's could use it to look into the 2nd room and see what was going on. I looked toward the other archway and wondered what they did to keep an eye on the goings on in that room. There was no way a mirror would work for that and I didn't notice any cameras anywhere inside. Not any that you could see anyway. I guess they just have to walk their asses into the third room to see what people may be up to or anything else that might need to be seen.
I went and used the restroom in the front room and then came back and moved my clothes from the washer and in to the closest dryer to the washer I was using. Then sat down there near the dryer.
Fuck, I was still itching to go head to head with some strange cock, something with enough substance to make my pushy stretch a bit and fill up all of my nooks and crannies. Mmmmm, a rush of thoughts of past experiences caused me to shiver a bit and caused a pleasant pulling from every area of my moistening pushy. I began to think about how I was going to get totally naked as soon as I crossed the threshold of my house and attack my husband from his cock outward until both of us collapsed in a sweaty breathless heap. I mean my plans to get down with some new and unknown partners failed but I can still create something wild with the man I truly love.
Without thinking, my hand moved underneath the short skirt I had on and slid the skimpy thong away from my now soaking wet labia and I began squeezing my clip gently between index and middle finger. I slid it back and forth along the lengths of my fingers, pressing and moving my hand all over the entire area all around my pushy and inner thighs. With my other hand, I used my fingernails and gently ran them up and down the inside of my legs from my puffy lips to my knees. This felt so fucking good. I really have no idea how long I was playing with myself and I suddenly was aware of what I was doing and where I was. I didn't stop but dialed my movements back a bit as my attention went from eyes closed in bliss up to the mirror allowing me to see into the first room.
A complete shock jolted my body and motions to a halt as my eyes were looking thru the mirror, into the other room. I could see the young employee standing behind the counter looking right back at me and what I was doing thru that very same mirror. As my eyes started looking beyond the eyes of the guy watching me slowly working my snatch into a wet mess. My whole body jolted again as I could see that he too was moving his hand lovingly over his pleasure zone just like I was. I began to see clearly behind the counter and could see that his pants were down, or off and his left hand was moving up and down the entire length of a very large, very thick and a very handsome cock with a big bulbous head. I could see that it was hard as a rock and it was exactly the type of thing I had been obsessing about all fucking day long.
All of the air was sucked from my lungs and my pussy pulsed, jumped and started pulling as intensely as it ever had and for a few seconds I felt paralyzed but my entire body was exploding with pleasurable stimuli.
I slowly stood and began walking thru the arch, turning toward the counter with my eyes glued to that big beautiful cock. His hand never stopped sliding from his balls to his head, finishing there with a nice tight squeeze, then sliding slowly back toward his big beautiful balls. They swayed gently back and forth from the sliding and squeezing movements his hand was making.
As I neared I saw a large clear drip of pre cum fall from the head of that amazing piece of flesh. As it fell a long string of that pre cum followed that big drip all the way to the floor.
I heard myself moan lightly as my eyes followed the path of that magical drop of magnificence! I could feel moisture pooling and beginning to run all around the length of my pussy lips. My hand had moved back to that spot and was rubbing a quickly growing clip in an aggressive manner! I reached out and grabbed his fist, halting it abruptly as it moved up onto his huge, engorged head. He winced, from the interruption, his head seemed to flare in anger, it was turning from pink to a darker shade of purple.
"I don't want to cause you any discomfort', 'I think we should join forces, working together to bring ourselves to an earth shattering climax in tandem'. 'I don't know about you but I find working with a like minded partner ass to be more satisfying than going solo!"
I then turned and leaned forward over the counter while lifting and moving my bare ass in the direction of that amazing cock. He took the hint, grabbing me by my waist and then guiding that enormous head up and down my sopping labia. Then in one amazing thrust he buried the length of that massive rod as deep as it would go into my swollen, needy pussy. It literally took my breath away and it took several seconds to recover as he found a suitable rhythm, stroking my twat with the length of his cock. I pushed my ass back in a nice harmony of sorts for both of us and it wasn't long until I got the first twinges of what would be one of the longest most intense climax I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing. I cursed and moaned loudly throughout, eventually rolling my forehead in small circles on the counter which also was acting as a crutch of sorts, preventing me from collapsing into a heap of sweat and swollen genitals right there on the floor.
When I finally lifted my head, my eye caught some movement near the front door. It was dark but soon I was able to make out two figures, one male and one female. The guy began scurrying away once he saw that I had spotted them. The girl didn't move at all and was actually grinning at me. I quickly slid sideways toward the door that lead behind the counter, which caused that big cock to bounce out of me, as it swung back against his leg making a wet slap as it did. I giggled a bit and covered the distance to he front door in seconds. Mind you I was still naked from the waist down with a pretty big load beginning to heed to the laws of gravity. I turned the lock, opened the door letting a nice breeze blow right over my over heated snatch.
I paused for a sec, enjoying the feeling as the girl boldly squeezed thru the door while her friend stood about 200' away, looking on with a worried look n his face.
First things first, let me qualify that I am happily married and I truly love my Husband to death. He is the man I chose to be with until death do us part! In my late 20's and into my early 30's, I wasn't able to think or live in such absolute terms. On rare occasions when I would allow doubt to creep in I would convince myself that I needed more. I wanted the long term security of my marriage but I thought in order to be one half of that union, I needed to allow myself brief vacations to explore any ideas or passions that would pop up. I felt at the time that in order to be in that kind of one on one relationship for the span of my life;; well then I should be allowed to get a hall pass when I needed one. Just a few hours or even a few days to get my ya ya's out, then I could be the loving wife and mother for the long haul!
I worked as the office manager and dealt with all Human Resource issues for an Engineering Firm. This was right after the new millennium in the early 2000's. It was a large regional office with all of your stereotypical office personalities you'd find pretty much in any large office setting. Being that I was not an Engineer and I handled all of the HR stuff, I was in a unique position where I didn't fit in the standard hierarchy, my supervisor was out of another office all together. Obviously I was still below the acting management there but my responsibilities half of the time were outside of the normal workload of all of the other employees.
A lot of the time, I was able to complete my weekly responsibilities well before the work week ended which allowed ample time for goofing off with my preferred office mates as well as ample time for my mind to wander and become caught up in various things which I happen to come across. For example, the guy who is basically 2nd in charge of the whole office is pretty much a complete dork. Early 50's, thinks he is still young and hip and he also seems to think he is pretty charming and he seems to think he is someone the ladies in the office might find somewhat irresistible. Ha! Couldn't be more off the mark! He has absolutely no sense of style and frankly I would describe him as just pretty dumpy. Anyway, every so often he comes into the office dressed up in full bicycle gear. You know, skin tight shorts and shirt. He thinks he is a real Lance Armstrong or something. One day, while dressed for the Tour de France, we noticed the rather large bulging, hidden beneath his thin, tight shorts. Given a better look, you could make out the shape of a big thick shaft and then the large, bulbous mushroom head of what must be a massive cock. He is such a turd though, it is completely wasted on him though. Otherwise, I would have probably engaged and played those games he was so obviously trying to get someone to play with him. I just wouldn't be able to go there with this guy.
For some reason that image of a huge cock entered my head on that Friday, sending me off on a tangent that I could not stop thinking of. In my mind I just kept thinking of big, thick and beautiful cock! I could not stop obsessing about dick. by days end, I was at a point where nothing less than a huge helping of huge, strange cock would be able to quell my need to go wild in an unbridled pleasure session with something along these lines.
At some point while waiting for this workday to end I phoned my Husband and attempted to make him understand exactly how I was so strongly in need of going out, hunting down and finally landing a nice, young, large strange cock...possibly multiple cocks, depending on how things went. My Husband had seen me in a state like this several times. He is also very secure, mature and willing to allow me the freedom to chase down these obsessions I was prone to occasionally! He knew once I did what I needed to do, I would return to him and share every last detail with him. I know this turned him on to no end. He would be hanging on every word and sordid detail, Making our own twisted, hedonistic session fueled by my telling of what I had experienced.
I feel like I must mention that my Husband was also allowed his opportunities to chase down any of his own situations that might present themselves, needing to be conquered by means that may fall outside of your standard marital parameters. For us it actually strengthens our bonds, bolstering the love we share! By allowing each other these small freedoms to explore and complete. It really ends up showing us the truly important and critical stuff that bulletproofs our relationship. We don't imply that this method is for everybody...it happens to work very well for us and that is all that really matters.
For instance, my husband and I are pretty serious cannabis users. A lot of our friends also smoke, dab, eat or whatever. they use cannabis to get high. It also plays a large roll in our sex lives too. Several years ago, my Husband and I went to a friiends to hang out and also get some flower. This friend happened to be a very sexy female who shared a house with about 3 more very sexy females. While we were there I had to leave and go to my office for a few hours and my husband remained there at the house until I was able to get back and get him. Long story short, when I arrived to pick him up, I walked into a scene where my husband was butt ass naked, rocking a raging hard-on, up on a small round table surrounded by 5 hot women, some naked and the rest in some form of undress. They had all gotten so high, they talked him into getting naked and masturbating for them!
With all of that stuff explained...let's move on to the good stuff! Let me share with you what transpired in my crazy hunt to fill my need for some amazing, young, huge strange cock! The idea of which had been pulling at the heart of my pleasure center. Tweeking my clit and allowing that whole area to become hot and very moist! Since this all began that afternoon at work, as things progressed and became more intense...my hands continually went in, rubbing and touching myself. Only adding to and making all of it even more something which I must complete!!!
I realize there is going to be many of you who will think what I am about to share with you never happened. Trust me, I know that this sounds like one of those Penthouse Forum letters that were so outrageous and had every guy between the ages of 16 and 25 magically stumbling into sexual encounters right out of the plot of your standard porn films. you will just have to trust that I despise dishonesty in every aspect and everything I am about to describe is 100% true and actually happened within a quarter mile of my front door.
I am in my mid 40's and have had many, many sexual experiences with men and women both. This one is the craziest most intense situation I ever played a role in! So you can choose to believe or you can assume that I am just full of shit. Either way, you're gonna need to have your own release by the time my story has come to an end! That I know for certain!
I arrived home from work and came barreling in the front door, making a b-line to my room. I had tunnel vision and was hyper focused on rounding up the things I might need or that could make my mission that much better. i threw some stockings, skimpy panties and matching bras. Quickly picked out a couple changes of clean clothes, then moved to the bottom drawer of my nightstand. this is where I kept a collection of dildos, vibrators and other items used to enhance sexual encounters in one way or another.
I grabbed my favorite vibrator, some lube, a butt-plug and a very large rubber dildo with a suction cup at the end, allowing you to place it in many orientations, resulting in any number of wonderful riding sessions.
Talk about anti-climactic...I was now sitting in the laundromat, literally 6 blocks from my house. I had explored a dozen bars all over town, made it very clear that I was down to fuck and came up with absolutely nothing. I actually got what I perceived to be sympathy vibes off of a few guys I encountered..." Oh, that poor woman. She is really trying to make a connection with someone. It must be just horrible to be so in need of companionship." "I mean making a spectacle of herself like she is, something very bad must have happened to her to cause that sort of behavior!"
They didn't come right out and say that, I just picked up on that kind of vibe from them. Bad enough that I wasn't able to pique their interest enough to get them to at least have a seat and chat, they had to look at me with pity whilst slowly shaking their heads....haha! Fuck them anyways, they do not even know what they missed out on! Probably frigid morons with no fire in their loins for the night I had pictured! Considering how everything panned out, it was supposed to go the way it did.
So there I sat washing the few articles of clothing I was carrying with me that didn't even need to be washed. It was close to time for the place to close and the few customers there with me were getting there stuff together and leaving.
""Excuse me."
I turned to see a young man ready to say something. "We're about to close, you're supposed to have your last load in the dryer by 10:15pm," he stated flatly while pointing to a sign not 15 feet from my face.
"Oh shit," I said "I cannot believe I missed that", "I can bag my stuff up and finish it up later or somewhere else."
"No, don't worry, I have a bunch of work I have to do" "You can finish your wash, then dry them." " I just have to lock the door, so you'll have to come get me when you're done and I can let you out." "I will be in the office, just down the hall behind the counter."
"Oh God, thank you so much, I will be as quick as I can and be out of here."
"No problem" he said as he turned and walked away.
Fuck, not only has my plan gone to shit but now I am screwing the laundry employee's night. I am just gonna finish up here and go home with my tail between my legs and no amazing story to make my husband's cock stand up and be ready to fuck.
I sat down and waited for the wash cycle to finish. I began looking around. This laundromat was pretty big. It was in a strip mall and was made up of three large rooms connected by a wide arch right in the middle of each room. I was in the middle room, as I was looking at the TV I noticed a mirror just above and just to the left of the archway leading into the first room where the counter was and the hall leading to the office the young man told me he would be working in. The mirror was situated so the employee's could use it to look into the 2nd room and see what was going on. I looked toward the other archway and wondered what they did to keep an eye on the goings on in that room. There was no way a mirror would work for that and I didn't notice any cameras anywhere inside. Not any that you could see anyway. I guess they just have to walk their asses into the third room to see what people may be up to or anything else that might need to be seen.
I went and used the restroom in the front room and then came back and moved my clothes from the washer and in to the closest dryer to the washer I was using. Then sat down there near the dryer.
Fuck, I was still itching to go head to head with some strange cock, something with enough substance to make my pushy stretch a bit and fill up all of my nooks and crannies. Mmmmm, a rush of thoughts of past experiences caused me to shiver a bit and caused a pleasant pulling from every area of my moistening pushy. I began to think about how I was going to get totally naked as soon as I crossed the threshold of my house and attack my husband from his cock outward until both of us collapsed in a sweaty breathless heap. I mean my plans to get down with some new and unknown partners failed but I can still create something wild with the man I truly love.
Without thinking, my hand moved underneath the short skirt I had on and slid the skimpy thong away from my now soaking wet labia and I began squeezing my clip gently between index and middle finger. I slid it back and forth along the lengths of my fingers, pressing and moving my hand all over the entire area all around my pushy and inner thighs. With my other hand, I used my fingernails and gently ran them up and down the inside of my legs from my puffy lips to my knees. This felt so fucking good. I really have no idea how long I was playing with myself and I suddenly was aware of what I was doing and where I was. I didn't stop but dialed my movements back a bit as my attention went from eyes closed in bliss up to the mirror allowing me to see into the first room.
A complete shock jolted my body and motions to a halt as my eyes were looking thru the mirror, into the other room. I could see the young employee standing behind the counter looking right back at me and what I was doing thru that very same mirror. As my eyes started looking beyond the eyes of the guy watching me slowly working my snatch into a wet mess. My whole body jolted again as I could see that he too was moving his hand lovingly over his pleasure zone just like I was. I began to see clearly behind the counter and could see that his pants were down, or off and his left hand was moving up and down the entire length of a very large, very thick and a very handsome cock with a big bulbous head. I could see that it was hard as a rock and it was exactly the type of thing I had been obsessing about all fucking day long.
All of the air was sucked from my lungs and my pussy pulsed, jumped and started pulling as intensely as it ever had and for a few seconds I felt paralyzed but my entire body was exploding with pleasurable stimuli.
I slowly stood and began walking thru the arch, turning toward the counter with my eyes glued to that big beautiful cock. His hand never stopped sliding from his balls to his head, finishing there with a nice tight squeeze, then sliding slowly back toward his big beautiful balls. They swayed gently back and forth from the sliding and squeezing movements his hand was making.
As I neared I saw a large clear drip of pre cum fall from the head of that amazing piece of flesh. As it fell a long string of that pre cum followed that big drip all the way to the floor.
I heard myself moan lightly as my eyes followed the path of that magical drop of magnificence! I could feel moisture pooling and beginning to run all around the length of my pussy lips. My hand had moved back to that spot and was rubbing a quickly growing clip in an aggressive manner! I reached out and grabbed his fist, halting it abruptly as it moved up onto his huge, engorged head. He winced, from the interruption, his head seemed to flare in anger, it was turning from pink to a darker shade of purple.
"I don't want to cause you any discomfort', 'I think we should join forces, working together to bring ourselves to an earth shattering climax in tandem'. 'I don't know about you but I find working with a like minded partner ass to be more satisfying than going solo!"
I then turned and leaned forward over the counter while lifting and moving my bare ass in the direction of that amazing cock. He took the hint, grabbing me by my waist and then guiding that enormous head up and down my sopping labia. Then in one amazing thrust he buried the length of that massive rod as deep as it would go into my swollen, needy pussy. It literally took my breath away and it took several seconds to recover as he found a suitable rhythm, stroking my twat with the length of his cock. I pushed my ass back in a nice harmony of sorts for both of us and it wasn't long until I got the first twinges of what would be one of the longest most intense climax I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing. I cursed and moaned loudly throughout, eventually rolling my forehead in small circles on the counter which also was acting as a crutch of sorts, preventing me from collapsing into a heap of sweat and swollen genitals right there on the floor.
When I finally lifted my head, my eye caught some movement near the front door. It was dark but soon I was able to make out two figures, one male and one female. The guy began scurrying away once he saw that I had spotted them. The girl didn't move at all and was actually grinning at me. I quickly slid sideways toward the door that lead behind the counter, which caused that big cock to bounce out of me, as it swung back against his leg making a wet slap as it did. I giggled a bit and covered the distance to he front door in seconds. Mind you I was still naked from the waist down with a pretty big load beginning to heed to the laws of gravity. I turned the lock, opened the door letting a nice breeze blow right over my over heated snatch.
I paused for a sec, enjoying the feeling as the girl boldly squeezed thru the door while her friend stood about 200' away, looking on with a worried look n his face.
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