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Tori
I closed the door and moved to the back corner, checking the stalls as I went. There were only three in this bathroom; it was probably mostly used for staff since it didn’t have the overly-marbled counters and ornately carved wooden stalls. It was still cozy and there was a little chaise longue in the corner - I tried to not let my mind go too wild with thoughts about what I could do on it with Wyatt. Where the f**k is Wyatt? I thought, as I considered undressing myself before he got up there.
My panties were soaking wet and, for once, I was not embarrassed about my body’s response to the situation. It’s the hormones, I assured myself. It was actually the thought of that Man Candy downstairs pinning me against the cold plaster wall with his d**k, but whatever. Just as I began to
