Not by the guy

You ease yourself back slowly, although still low to the floor so you can get a final view of the dropping cock and Kelly’s cum-splattered face. Both of them stay still for a short time, him to regain his breath, Kelly to savour the face full of spunk she has just received.

The first to make a move is the guy, as he reaches down to grab his jeans as they sit around his knees. Tugging them back up he tucks his still wet cock inside his boxer shorts first, before pulling the jeans over them, and with fumbling hands he manages to get them done up again.

“Thanks hun, that was amazing” his voice still shaky whispers down to the still kneeling Kelly. “Should I wait for you to straighten up, or you want me to go get you another drink in then?

“Another breezer please” she replies, making it clear he can leave now she has got what she wants from him – a face full of hot cum. With order taken, he quickly turns to leave, and you stay still as you watch his feet and lower legs leave first the cubicle and then the toilets themselves.

“Did you get a good view from there then Dani?” she suddenly asks as she leans down to look through the gap at you, her grin stretching right across her face as she sees the look of shock across your own face.

“Oh god, you knew I was here all along” you stammer back as you look at her, her face still covered in his cum.

“Of course I did, Lucy said you was in here, but when you didn’t answer when I come in, I thought ‘what the heck’, I just really needed that guy’s cock so badly.” She pauses, and you watch as her tongue flicks out again, catching the cum that has run onto her lip as she was speaking. “God,” she continues as if it was an everyday event, “didn’t he cum a lot.” And with that she rises back up, leaving you staring at just her feet.

You struggle up from the floor yourself, pulling your thong back up as you get to your feet, and as you step from the cubicle, Kelly is standing there, running fingers across her face to scoop up his cum, licking her fingers clean each time she finds some.

“Have I missed any?” she asks you after a moment, having cleared most of it away. Rather than reply though you reach out and gather up the last drops from her cheek, and holding it in front of her. “Thanks Dan” she acknowledges your help, and before you can react, she has your finger in her mouth, sucking the cum from them.

“God I need a good fuck now” she informs you as she releases your finger from her mouth, “but first things first, I have a drink waiting for me somewhere.” She moves to the door, and as she steps out, looks in your direction. “Catch you later maybe Dan.”

You shake your head in both shock and amusement as you make your own way out of the toilets, wondering what else this night is going to throw up yet.