To get hands on with each other

As their laughter subsided, the white girl pulled the curtain to the cubicle closed and they both dropped the clothes they were carrying onto the chair in the corner.

I was expecting one or both of them to start peeling of their clothes, and I was eager to see the firm bodies beneath. Instead they turned to each other, grins splitting their faces.

As their arms reached for each other and their lips met, I couldn't believe my luck. I stood entranced as the two young women kissed deeply, tongues sliding out to caress each others mouths. Their hands grasped desperately at each other, squeezing firm arses, sliding across soft skin and entangling in hair as they clung together. After several minutes they pulled apart, leaving me to stroke my rapidly reviving cock as I waited to see what they had planned next.