By the time Lilly finished peeing, she was afraid the man will come on his own. Not like a lifting seat would stop people from pissing on it, in a place like this. She then stood up, not pulling her pants up, and closed the toilet cover. She concluded he was suspecting some sort of an ambush, and was expecting to find FBI hiding under some bench. Lilly formed her lips and landed a peck on the head. — “You have to pee, young lady?” — asked the man. The man who was watching her exercise, and was molesting her afterwards, clearly had a fetish, and liked to watch her pee. The man took a towel out of her bag, and spread it over the filthy toilet cover. There wasn’t much pleasure for her in it, and she had to focus not to slip off the toilet cover, but the man clearly enjoyed himself. He sat down and allowed her to lick his cock clean, and place it delicately in his underpants. Wet toilet paper was sticking in places.
