Rachel needs to use the toilet

"You know what, i think i need to go to the bathroom for real this time. I'll be back soon my love." She says as she excuses herself from the table. You look at her walk away, her ass looking deliciously good in that dress. You smirk as you pick up the phone, scrolling down your contacts.

Rachel comes to a stop at the doors. She decides to be a little daring as she walks in the male restroom. It smells a little stronger but that's a given. Rachel walks over to a urinal. When she stands in front of it, she hikes up her dress. She pulls her panties down, until it lays around her feet. Rachel looks at the urinal and contemplates for a second. She is still wearing the slingshot bikini, her flaccid cock held in place by it's strings. Rachel grins as she decides to rub one out after she releases her bladder, her libido always filling her mind with dirty thoughts. She holds her dress up with both hands , and closes her eyes. But before she could start, she feels a hand slowly wrap itself around her cock. She moans sweetly but is also surprised with you. "Wait John, i need to pee." The hand slowly pulls against her dick, as a thumb rests over her piss hole, slowly rotating around her precum.

Rachel moans as she smiles. "Baby, i can't resist anymore." Rachel puts her hands on the wall as she is moved to stand directly over the urinal. She bites her lip as she releases her bladder. Urine flowing out of her now semi-flaccid cock, over the thumb and hand and into the urinal. A steady golden stream. She feels another hand slide under one of her bikini strings to cup her balls. The hand massaging it slowly, passionately, as if it is making love with her sack. Rachel moans more, as now both hands start to move around her groin, massaging both cock and balls. "W-wait i haven't f-finisheds" says Rachel in surprise as she continues to pee. Her urine now flowing over both hands until the flow briefly gets directed to her legs. A stream running down her legs with her warm juices. "John what are you doing? F-fughh meee". The hands now massage her with more passion, as Rachel's dick begins to grown in its grasp. The hands are now stroking all over her cock and balls now, coaxing her more and more into orgasm. "I'm going to c-cum, you're going to Hnghhh- make me cummm while i'm taking a pisssss." Just then she hears a few rough grunts from behind. The man. It isn't you. She looks down and sees hands she can't recognise. Rachel turns her head to see the man's face. It can't be. The taxi driver. But how. Before she can say anything, The taxi driver kisses her passionately and open mouthed. He continues to masturbate her as she moans into him. "Cum for me, cum into my hands, beautiful. Give me all what you have for me in these balls of yours." he says as her grasps her sack. "F-fuck, i'm, i'm cumming. I'm Cumming!" Rachel moans as she releases rope after rope after rope after rope into the taxi drivers awaiting hands. He still continues his groping while she is cumming to give her immense pleasure. Rachel can feel his hands spreading her yellowy spunk all over her dick and balls as she continues to squirt. For some time the Taxi driver keeps his hands over her junk, until she gets flaccid again. He slides his hands down her thighs, coating her skin in her cum.

He steps back while she recovers.