Getting in trouble in Amsterdam Airport

One hour is all we had. One hour. We met in the lounge of KLM in Amsterdam.  He was tall, Dutch, handsome. I was stocky, American. It was obvious we wanted each other.  I headed for the men's room, and he followed. I took a stall (the doors are top to bottom) and we waited until it was clear and he stepped into the stall with me.  I took first turn, sat on the toilet and sucked his Dutch dick. I really worked it, until he was past controlling it and he filled my mouth with his milky substance.  I ran it around in my mouth before swallowing.  We then traded places. He was working his mouth around my very hard dick, when a man knocked hard against the door of the stall.  Harder. POLICE, he said. We were busted.