Taking my prick into his mouth, he held my arse cheeks with both hands and pulled me further into his throat. He kept up a slow motion for a few minutes then releasing my arse, he fumbled with my belt and flies until they were open, then pulled my trousers and pants down until they were around my ankles. Now he had total access to my balls and arse and took my balls in one hand and slowly tickled my arse and scrotum with the other. I didn’t know how much more I could take of this and just as I was about to come, we heard footsteps. He quickly pulled away and made me stand on the seat with my legs either side of him. In this opposition, if anyone looked under the door, they would only see one paid of feet, but it also meant that my prick and balls were dangling in his face. We said nothing as the footsteps walked to the urinal and then back toward the cubicles. The owner tried the door to our cubicle and realising it was occupied, entered the cubicle to our right. I held my breath as. I can feel the heat, the current of electricity flowing between us. I suddenly push you against a brick wall. You look at me with feigned shock, your body pushing against me, as you pretend to try and escape. My hands pin your arms, my lips slowly move towards you, all the while, gazing deeply into your eyes. You lift your head, and nip at me, trying to catch my lips with your teeth. I move away just in time, and holding you back, my lips brush against your soft cheek. I blow softly in your ear, my warm breath teases your cool skin. I feel you shudder ever so slightly, as I whisper in your ear, ‘Patience’. I slowly release you from my grasp, allowing you to move away. For a moment, you lean back against the wall, gazing back at me with your untamed eyes and that mischievous, teasing smile still on your face. You turn away from me, and wander back into the street. I follow you slowly, watching your every move. A young man walks toward you, oblivious to our presence,and our little.
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