This space was an area for group or public sex. Beyond all of this, there were individual cubicles for private sex.My favourite place at this establis...ment was the steam room, and mostly, I would move between the steam room and the bar every half-hour or so. I had many fond memories of the steam room and mostly got lucky during the time I spent there.Fortuitously, on this day, however, I first went upstairs to chill and watch a bit of porn.As I got to the top of the spiral staircase, I saw. It was perfect. Even the time stamp on the recording wouldshow that we were only in the lab for about five minutes, and that therewould not have been enough time for any hanky-panky, should anyone ask. We left, and I drove Tom to his apartment. Upon him leaving and walkingup the walk, I found myself mesmerized by just how much he really lookedlike a woman. 'Wow', I said to myself, 'he could really fool anybody.' And so I drove home to try to catch a few hours of sleep before we beganour human. ’ ‘Isn’t it always?’ Rory murmured, more to himself than her. He spun her around and tilted her chin up to look in her eyes for a moment before lowering his lips to hers, hesitant at first, like she may turn him away. But God, how could she? Seemingly satisfied that Jill wouldn’t deny him, Rory thread his fingers through her curls and roughly pulled her head closer to him. He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue between her lips. Jill had to grip his shoulders and hang on for what felt like. His pre-seminal fluid was leaking onto her tongue. There was this mixture of unbelievable excitement, and pure dread welling up in her after her orgasms, to where she was trembling. She could feel his bloated, hairy balls smashed against her chin as he pushed and pulled his cock in and out of her mouth.He then pulled his penis all the way out till only the large flanged head was still in her mouth, and moaned ,"Now just suck on the head...oh yeah... that's it...still use your tongue on it...oh.