I really had not planned on things going that far. It was supposed to be a lot of flirting and a little touching, some groping, maybe even some lips. Not those lips, the ones up here. I have mixed feelings about it, because while it definitely got out of hand, it felt good. He felt good. I made him feel good. He wanted me to make him feel good and I obliged. Right now I am in a stall and it is loud outside. The stall is clean enough. The whole bathroom is fairly clean and well stocked. But I am not at all focused on that right now. There is a pile of wet wipes on the floor. I think I have already gone through more than half of the travel pack. My legs are spread as wide as I can get them and I am scrubbing furiously. Just moments ago, I used all the remaining soap in the dispenser by the sink to wash a huge load of sticky cum off my hand. My panties came off a while ago, shoved as deep in the bottom of my purse as I could get them. They are definitely not going back on. I am not p...
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