"Umm," the man on his knees shuddered and removed his finger from his asshole, "The janitor’s here."
"Ah, s**t," the man in the second cubicle complained. "A janitor?"
"Yeah, man."
Willy stepped into the first cubicle and grabbed the man by his collar. He lifted him to his feet and threw him out.
"Hey. What are you doing?"
Willy kicked the man’s clothes out of the cubicle. He pointed at the door, indicating that the man had better leave immediately or face some pretty dire consequences.
"Has he gone yet?" the receiver in the second cubicle inquired.
The giver stuttered as he scrambled for his clothes and made for the door, "It’s all good, D-Daddy."
Willy looked down at the glory hole and was surprised to see the erect p***s still hanging through it.
"Has he gone yet?"
Willy could
