Graffiti Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

Graffiti Ch. 04

... immediately dove between her legs, pausing only momentarily to gaze into Clair's eyes and say, "I want to swallow you."

With that, Clair's stream splashed over Megan's face. After a moment, Megan closed her lips around Clair's perfectly hairless mound and began gulping every drop.

When she finished she crawled over the toilet floor, back to the phone and pressed send, noting how impressively damp her face was in the closing frames.

Without hesitation she punched in the text, "We need to meet properly."

Before Megan could press send, the little avatar popped over the typing bar. She, the waitress with her wet panties was watching. The snaps sprung down the list as the waitress was watching on the other end. The anticipation built as Clair stood from the toilet and pressed naked into Megan back and watched over her shoulder.

A snap came back, as a photo of the original graffiti on the wall of the toilet, immediately followed by the text, "Yes we do! Want to meet this afternoon?"

"What should I say?" Asked Megan, feeling the warm drips of residual pee falling from Clair's pussy, rolling down her back.

Clair didn't miss a beat, and whispered into Megan's ear, "Fuck yes!"

Megan typed it in exactly. "Fuck yes!".

The reply was simple and fast. "When can you be here?"