A further visit to the toilets

   


 

Try as I wanted I couldn’t stay away from those toilets. The memory of my depraved pleasure in sucking on 2 cocks and being fucked played on my mind. I relived the moment when the first cock exploded in my mouth, the feel of his cum shooting into my throat and tasting the warm salty load as I swallowed. The humiliation of feeling powerless to stop HIM fucking my asshole, making me his cum slut.

The following week I went back. It was the same day around the same time. The toilets were empty. There were a couple of cars in the car park but no one inside them. I felt like there was no one there.















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