He pulled her forward and clamped his lips on hers in a kiss. She responded to that and she was trying to kiss him back but the convulsive spasms were too violent and she screamed into his mouth. The scream was muted and he figured that was better than the entire police department descending on them as they fucked in the ladies room. The vision of that scene flooded through his mind.
Max had spent his load without realizing it as he was trying to deal with Meghan’s screams. He was done but Meghan’s orgasm continued for a long time. He felt her pussy clamping at a constant pace. He knew they would become random at some point but not yet. He held her tight to him with his mouth still on hers. Her long nipples were pressed into his chest. His softening cock was pulling back from her depths.
Meghan had stopped screaming and she threw her arms around Max’s neck and desperately held on like her life depended on it; like she was hanging off a precipice and would fall a thousand feet if she let go. She had a wild eyed look on her face.
As though she just then realized where she was she started furiously kissing Max everywhere she could reach. She tightened the grip around his neck and just kept wheezing out, “Oh my God…Oh my God,” over and over again between gasps for air.
Finally Meghan became aware that she had been screaming and she tried to get her breathing back to normal so she could listen for anyone who would come racing to save whoever was being killed. She felt certain that at least the janitor would come running. They both listened, without moving a muscle, for a long time.
Max’s flaccid cock had fallen from Meghan’s pussy and they sat there just looking at each other and kissing each other for another five minutes before Max said, “Um, Meghan? My legs have gone to sleep and they’re all prickly feeling.”
She immediately put her weight down on the floor and pushed herself up to her feet. She towered above him. He bent forward and kissed her right on the clitoris. He pulled back and noticed cum and vaginal juices flooding down her legs. He pulled off a wad of toilet paper and pushed it between Meghan’s legs. She bent slightly and wiped herself dry and then pushed the wet wad of TP onto Max’s nose and giggled. Max inhaled deeply and then pulled back. He said, “Yummy. You smell great. Au du Meghan.”
She laughed and swatted him on the arm and said, “You’re terrible.” She backed up and pulled her cloths from the hook on the door and started pulling them on. Max welcomed the relief on his legs but he still couldn’t stand. When he tried to pull himself up with her help, his legs just buckled under him.
Meghan wrapped her arms around Max’s back and just held him up. She leaned down and kissed him passionately. He kissed her back a little tenuously. He didn’t know what to make of her kiss. He had already decided that Meghan just liked his cock, but she was done using it for the moment and here she was kissing him this way. He was confused by it. He was comfortable with her using his cock whenever she wanted. Now he wasn’t sure of her intentions anymore.