Still with his hands on my hips, he bounced me up and down on his rigid pole, hitting all the right spots and, in no time, I closed my eyes and – with a low moan – creamed all over his big prick. As I got closer to the booth, I could see that Grant was sitting in the middle of the seat, with his arms stretched out along the top of the booth and his head leaned back with his eyes closed. I was still totally intent on pumping his shaft, when he stopped probing my pussy, grabbed both my hips, and pulled me onto his lap so that my legs straddled his. The man sitting on the stool right next to me noticed where I was looking and followed my gaze. I gave Grant’s cock a rest, but he had his hand slipped under my dress and, when he felt my naked pussy, winked at me to let me know he knew I’d taken my panties off in the bathroom.
