1. Whatever gets the job done


    Date: 10/14/2017, Categories: Masturbation, Voyeur, Author: MichaelLick, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    seat hard a few times, still pounding that banana accurately. She stop rubbing and shoved her soaking wet fingers into her mouth, this time moaning really hard. Her other hand shoved the banana deep inside her, before twisting it around. Her breathing was hard and fast. She was still moaning. She twirled the banana around a few times and I could see her knees buckling. So incredibly hot, I thought. She just lay there, breathing for a few moments, before sliding the banana out. She licked her lips while slowly pealing the banana, as if she knew someone was watching and she was putting on a show. She licked the shaft of the banana up and down, up and down a few times, before pursing her lips. Next she kissed the tip of the banana, before spitting hard on it. Gently, she moved her wet hand up and down the banana's shaft and gave another humming moan. She deepthroated the banana and I couldn't help but imagining her mouth taking all of my meat and shoving her head down into my crotch hard. Then she took the banana out of her throat and ate it in ladylike bites as if nothing had happened. I leaned over the stall, watching her ...
    getting dressed again. She put her near perfect tits back into her bra, she buttoned her blouse. She adjusted her skirt. She took the banana peel and left the stall. I sat down on the can, careful not to make any sound, hoping she doesn't hear me or see me sitting there in the ladies bathroom with a throbbing hard cock nearly tearing my boxers off and my trousers wide open. I heard her washing up. She cleared her throat and I heard her opening the door but I couldn't hear it closing. Am I busted, I wondered? &#034I left you a gift&#034, she said, before the door closed. I heard her walking down the corridor. I was shocked. What could she mean? Did she know I was there? Why didn't she say something? Did she enjoy showing as much as I enjoyed watching? Where would she leave a gift? I stood up and closed my trousers. I better get out of here before someone catches me in the ladies, I thought. But I still wanted my gift, so I left my stall and looked into the stall where she was giving me such a great show. There, on top of the toilet, was her lacy panties. Great gift, I thought, before snatching it up and sneaking out back to my office.
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