“Anna,” Dom calls out, “I’m going to reward you if you’re a good girl.” He walks over to the stall and I see his shadow under the door. This is so humiliating, I think, and I’m so horny! Gently I slip two fingers past my lips and into my hungry sex. I choke on his load but he holds me firmly in place. I guess I’ll call him Dom. I hurriedly collect my purse and stumble away to the bathroom. I realize not only am I on one hand and my knees but my other hand is furiously and noisily rubbing my clit. He’s calm, collected, and knows what he wants: me. I don’t even know his name! I can feel the cum boiling in his balls, flowing within them to his cock. “Get my cock out.” My small hands unbuckle and unzip him, feeling the bulge behind the pants. I quickly stop and hope Sarah hadn’t heard too much. Without pausing, I slowly start fingering myself. But do not cum.”
In real life I look over
