Pull it out

Getting In the stall you look around. The ground is wet from pool water, the toilet paper is almost gone, and of course there is a hole in both sides of the stall. _Horny bastards _you think.

You couldn’t tell if there was someone in either stall, but the holes seem to have been placed with the idea that some people may still want to shit in peace. So you felt comfortable enough continuing with this.

Pulling off your swim trunks you can see the damage. Your 6 inch dick is as hard as a rock, and without intervention it wont be going away anytime soon.

Reaching down you put your hand around it and start to stroke yourself. You can’t help but think of what just went down under that desk.

Thinking of that dick down your throat. How hard it was. How you struggled to breathe. Thinking of how doninant he was, and how submissive you felt. How much you loved being used by him. You didn’t realize until now but that entire situation turned you on way more than you thought. The sweet saltly taste of his pre, and the warmth of his cum shooting down your throat. You can tell your getting close when suddenly-