He entered the stall and held his cock so close to my face I could smell a light musky scent mixed with pee. Reaching up, I grabbed his cock and took...it into mouth as deep as I could. I messaged his dick with my tongue as I pushed him down my throat. They exchanged a few words and the big-dicked Spanish guy came into the stall. “Suck” he said as he pushed his cock into my open mouth. I could only take an inch or two in my mouth before it became to fat. He didn’t seem to mind too much,. Her uncle works here, so he gave her a job right out of college. She is fresh meat, with new ideas that flow with our kind of company. All the guys love her, maybe some a little too much. I can't say I'm not one of them. She is not only beautiful on the inside with a mind like hers, but she is stunning on the outside too. She is always wearing tight, white blouse, which shows off her cleavage in a breath taking way, she mixes it up between a knee high skirt or pant suit type trousers, depending. "During this time you are not my master. I am yours."I nod. "Yes Mistress Bitchcraft." Until I leave this room I am your mistress and your are a faggot. Say it!" She demands."You are my mistress and I am a faggot." My voice, normally stong and authoritative, grows timid.Above me Mistress Bitchcraft clicks her tongue. Deciding what to do with me, I suppose. Perhaps five minutes goes by before she says a word. "Get me my strap on."I start to stand up. "DOWN! ON YOUR KNEES YOU FAGGOT BITCH!" She. A guy with a thick cock moved towards her, all the women watching his thick hard cock sticking out in front, mutterings from the woman wanting to try it for themselves. She locked eyes on him opened her mouth wide and forced it inside struggling to open her jaw wide enough. Angie was watching him fuck her mouth as she wrapped her hand around my cock and started stroking it gently. Across the circle another guy was fingering his wife, her legs apart as she stood in front of him his fingers.