Katja had always been a good girl, with what limited sexual experience she had coming from a couple of long-term relationships with nice boys who treated her right. Of course, as a busty blonde, she had been an object of attention for guys from high school on, and had turned down cold dozens of guys no worse than this Robbie now mashing her naked tits in his face. With one hand resting gently on his shoulder, Katja's other hand disappeared under her skirt and began to massage her moistening pussy through her panties.
'Maybe I should be a slut instead,' Katja ponders, softly biting her lip as a wave of arousal washes over in response. 'After all, Missy obviously did this same thing and she's a southern belle! I feel bad for all those losers who just wanted to get me naked but never did, 'cause it's hot to be naughty with a guy who doesn't deserve it!'
Just then, Katja heard someone else enter the restroom. The policewoman dropped her hands to her sides but could not see who it was, as Robbie had her pressed against the side of the stall and was undaunted in his noisy explorations of her chest. Katja was sure that they would be discovered!
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