She melted for a second...

then kissed back hard, pressing her tongue in your mouth.

You were suddenly very conscious of how close everybody else was and how hot it had gotten. You didn't have to stare at Rory's tits because they were pressed into your chest. You pulled her off to the side down a narrow hall.

Backing up into the door, she pushed open the Women's Room and spun around to check the one stall. The place smelled more like spilled beer than piss, so you could make it work.

You kissed her neck and groped her. You spun her around to tease her pussy with your fingers. Once you had her breathing heavily you slid away your hand and placed it on the side of her face. She took direction well and fell to her knees on the bathroom floor when you guided her.

She licked your finger then her lips while you undid your belt. Your cock had been straining against your skinny jeans for way too long.

"HHOOO...ooe heh!" She bit her lip and raised her eyebrows. This girl's eyes were always so expressive. That's how you recognized her from high school.

"Scared or something? If this is too much we can go." There was no way she was gonna go after seeing your dick start to grow in your shorts.

She didn't bother to respond. Maybe she'd forgotten you were there. Either way she lowered the waistband of your boxer briefs. You'd always been proud of your cock. It was a solid 10 in (if you didn't think they'd ask to measure, otherwise it was more like 9.8). It was basically like packing two soda cans in there.

Rory was on auto-pilot. She had you cock out and in both hands, while she licked your balls, before you had time to compliment her on how good she looked on her knees. Something about all the tattoos on her chest made you want to cum on them. You pulled back and pressed the head of your cock to her lips.

She struggled adjusting her jaw.

"Damn you look good with me in your mouth." That would do. You'd flicked a switch and Rory jerked your shaft licking and slurping at the impossibly thick head of your prick. You felt her moaning while she rubbed her clit in her free hand. You wanted to cum, but her pussy had felt so tight.

The next time she came up for air, you reached down and grabbed Rory by the hips. She couldn't have be more than 110 lbs. You dropped her on the counter, worrying after it would have been too late anyway, that this thing might not even support that.

After a tense second, you yanked down the top of her dress to get her tits out and dove in. While she rubbed her swollen clit, you spit on her and pushed a finger inside. She was wet enough that you made it two. With her knees up on your shoulders she had to use her free hand to balance against the mirror. You really wished someone could have gotten a picture of this.

You didn't let her cum just yet though.