You catch the couple in the act

You let Amanda enter the ladies' room first so she can check for other patrons. Two seconds later, she comes out and motions you in with a finger on her lips.

Once you're inside, you pick up a 'out of order' sign by the door and place it outside, before locking the door.

It was a big bathroom with multiple spacious stalls, and Amanda points to one near the end of the bathroom. You can hear the distinct sound of two people grunting and you approach the stall. There are four feet on the ground, all pointing toward the wall. You see the black stilettos that Amanda had mentioned. Behind the stilettos are black leather shoes and trousers in a man's ankles.

"Fuck me harder, damn it!" the woman whispers.

"I'm, Cynthia! Can you feel that?" the man responds.

While Amanda's not looking, you stop time. You try the door to the stall but it's locked, so you have to get down on the floor and crawl into the stall. You'd be disgusted to do this in another bathroom, but this one is clean and well kept.

Sliding halfway in your back, you look up to see the man's cock buried inside his date. Her dress is pushed back all the way to underneath her breasts. They don't look very big, but her body is very fit and you can see her well-defined abs. The woman is hanging onto the back of the toilet while her companion drills her from behind. You get up and unlock the door from inside, and then close it behind you as you return to your original position.

You restart time and the woman says, "Harder!" This time louder, not as wary about being discreet anymore.

Amanda walks with you to the door and you pull it open, exposing the couple in the act. They're alarmed and the woman immediately sits down on top the toilet seat and uses her hands to cover her pussy, while the young man just stands there with his mouth open and cock facing you and Amanda. Amanda giggles when she sees his 3 inch cock. No wonder the woman was frustrated.

"What the fuck are you two doing?" Cynthia says.

"I could ask you the same," you reply. "Sounds like your needs weren't being met."

The man growls and takes a step towards you and you quickly activate the super strength ring, ready to punch him. It's not necessary as Cynthia pulls him back by his left hand. "Ken, stop. Get out."

He looks bewildered. "What? These two perverts snuck in on us and now you want me to go? Fuck you! This is over."

The young man storms out and Cynthia shouts, "Oh, I wish you would fuck me! I spend so much money on you and you can't even stick it to me properly!"

Once the man is gone, you point at the door, and Amanda goes to lock it again.

"Cynthia, is it? Was that your boy toy? Aren't you married?" you're referring to the pink diamond ring on her hand that's covering her pussy.

"Oh, shush. My husband has plenty of mistresses. In fact, I was one of them until he divorced his second wife. Fortunately for me, he was drunk when we got married in Vegas, so there's no pre-nup. The fat bastard's stuck with me."

Amanda has rejoined you and she rubs your erection through your pants, staring brazenly at Cynthia while she does so.

Cynthia blushes. "Well, looks like my night's over. You kids can have the bathroom to yourselves," she says and she stands up, letting the dress fall. However, you step forward to block her exit and reach under her dress to grab her pussy. It's still wet from excitement and the young man's attempt to satisfy her.

"Ah!" Cynthia reaches down to grab your hand, but she doesn't pull it away. You stick a finger in her, wiggling it around on her insides. Again, she squirms but doesn't try to stop you.

You turn to Amanda, "Do you mind...?"

Amanda smiles when she realizes that you're concerned about her feelings. "Of course not. Maybe I can stay over at your place later?"

"Deal," you say without having to think about it. Then, pulling Cynthia by her pussy, you lead her out of the bathroom stall and guide her to the counter. You take your hand out from under her dress and push her against the counter, facing the mirrors. Amanda starts to pull Cynthia's dress up, and you look at the older woman in the mirror.

"Do you want to be satisfied?" you ask.

Keeping eye contact with you in the mirror, Cynthia reaches back and fumbles around for your cock. She feels it through the material of your pants and smiles. "Oh yes. I need this in me right now," she says and raises her hands, allowing Amanda to remove the dress. All she's wearing is her diamond necklace and those black stilettos. As you suspected, her breasts aren't very big, but they're firm and her nipples are long and pointed. You bend Cynthia over the counter and slap her taunt ass a few times until her cheeks are red.

You unzip your pants and pull out your cock, and notice Amanda admiring the dress in the mirror. She would look good in it, you thought. "Amanda, some help here?"

She looks up and stuffs the dress into her purse quickly before getting down on her knees beside Cynthia. She takes your cock into her mouth and starts to suck on it vigorously. Cynthia is fingering herself while she waits for you to be ready, which doesn't take long due to Amanda's efforts. Once you're sufficiently hard, you tap the ebony beauty on the shoulder and she takes your cock out of her mouth and guides it to Cynthia's pussy.

The blonde woman leans forward to hold onto a faucet as Amanda pushes the tip of your cock pass Cynthia's pussy lips. You don't give Cynthia any warning and slam your hips forward. Her eyes burst wide open and she gives out a loud moan, unaccustomed to your large cock. Before Cynthia has any time to get used to it, you're fucking her hard against the counter while Amanda massages your balls and watches your cock go in and out of the woman she had just met.

"That's what I'm talking about! Shit, I'm cumming already!" Cynthia screams and she holds onto the counter for dear life. You just keep fucking her, feeling her juices coat your cock. Amanda sticks her tongue out and licks the underside of your cock.

"Hello? Is anyone in there?" you hear a woman ask from outside the bathroom, but you ignore it. Cynthia's screams must have gotten the attention of someone, but you're focused on the task at hand and reach around to twist Cynthia's nipples. She has to bite her lips to prevent herself from screaming again.

Amanda gets up, pulls Cynthia's head to the side and engages the woman you're fucking in a long kiss. You slow down, mesmerized by the sight of their tongues intertwining, until you feel Cynthia pushing her ass backwards, trying to make you go faster. You're happy to comply and grab her by the waist. Your thrusts keep getting faster until she arches her back and her feet are slightly off the floor. She's cumming again, and you keep going until you feel the cum escaping from your cock.

You hold Cynthia's hips in position until your cock stops jerking after shooting stream after stream of cum inside her pussy. She's panting heavily and you let her go. Amanda gives her one final kiss, then helps you zip up your pants.

Dazed and still recovering, Cynthia pushes off the counter. "Where are you going?" she asks.

"We're going to go back to my place."

"What about my dress?"

"We're keeping it. It'll look so good on Amanda."

"But I have no clothes!"

With Amanda around your arm, you leave the bathroom, leaving the naked, freshly fucked woman there in her black stilettos and diamond necklace.