Dropping my briefcase at my desk I headed down the hall to the men's room and picked a vacant stall at random. I closed the door, unbuckled my pants, ...nd quickly tugged everything down to my feet. As soon as I sat on the toilet I had my cock in hand, stroking it and fantasizing about the red-haired dancer who had teasingly brushed her ass against my balls for both dances. In no time at all I let a load fly, grunting as I aimed it into the bowl, then massaging the last drops out and rubbing them. She dropped to the floor between his legs, wrapping one hand around his massive cock and holding his balls with the other hand. Marisa hungrily licked his entire length and swirled her tongue under the head. "Mmmm," she moaned, loving his taste. Jeremy smirked and put his hands on her head, pushing her down all the way and making her gag. She looked up at him with watering eyes as she kept choking, her spit leaking all over him, until he removed his hands and let her come up for air. "Fuck. " He said."I wasn't hiding." i snapped at him." you were hiding and you new it." he says back at me."So, what if i was, why do you even care. you even said that what happened between us was a huge mistake." "I don't care." he mumbled."well you obviously do care Nate or you wouldn't be sat here now." i say to him, I had stopped cutting up the mushrooms."I need to go." he says starting to get up."no we are going to sort this out now Nate. you say im hidding, what are you doing. you are hidding. “He said tenderly” Your too beautiful and maintain too great a life to be someone who can call themselves sorry." He moved his head slightly closer and she took the bait pulling in slowly for a kiss as if in a trance. "Well if you insist Jenny!" He waited for her to make her move to make her feel the aggressor, and that’s when he took over locking lips rolling his tongue over hers. He opened his eyes and glanced at his clock and noticed he had 10 minutes to spare. He quickly stuck his.
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