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“What?” I breathed, unable to think past what he was asking.

“Your cum,” he whispered. “Coat my cock with it. I want it.”

And so I gave it to him.

I came.

I mean, there was no other choice, really.

I had to give it to him because he wanted it, and who was I to deny the man anything at this point?

I came. Loudly.

It was the most life altering feeling I’d ever had the pleasure of experiencing.

Which happened to be when the bathroom door opened.

“Hey, man. Get a fuckin’ room,” the man said as he went to the opposite side of the room to pee.

I closed my eyes as I tried to find even a smidgeon of embarrassment and found none because my orgasm was ongoing. It felt like it was never going to end.

The man’s mouth found mine once again, then he was groaning into it as his thrusts grew

The toilet flushed.

The door closed.

And still, I was coming.

Only when we were both panting into each other’s mouths a few long seconds later did I finally open my eyes and realize what I’d done.

Holy shit.

Was that what it was all about?

Was that what I’d been missing my entire life?

Did I want to go back to normal after that?

I didn’t think so.

Which was why I decided to ask for his name again.

“Still no name?” I teased, hoping he’d give it to me.

“No,mama.” He tucked himself away and tossed the used condom into the trash can.

I pulled out a few paper towels and covered it up before saying, “Okay, Daddy.”

His eyes flamed. “Don’t…”

The bathroom door opened again, and an old man this time shuffled his way inside, completely oblivious to the two of us.

I slipped out before he could disappoint me by opening his mouth again.

I slipped into my own bathroom and cleaned up, only realizing when I was finished using the toilet that I’d left my panties on the floor in the men’s bathroom.

Fuck.

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