"Hmmmm," my tormentor murmured as she placed some padding in the bra cups and adjusted them. "That gives me an idea. But later, now I want you to get...used to this." She lightly tapped my cockhead from side to side as she said this, watching as my member came to a semi-erection. I took a moment to glance in the wall mirror and noticed the bodysuit had nipped an inch or so from my waist and stomach. That, along with the padded bra, gave the illusion of at least B or C breasts. Sharon noticed me. Well, he was around 35, a good 4" shorter than me without my heels so I was amazonian against him, as wide as he was tall, waddled when he walked and very hairy, which isn't usually my thing. But he was polite enough, he asked if he could shower so I helped him, with the aid of my plasticised apron to cover my clothes, making sure that I washed and explored every part of his fat and hairy body.Then we got down to it and what a disappointment. His cock was only about 3" long - truly, that is. “OK sure!” I replied naively. “Alright…” there was a pause as he debated his next words, “give me a blowjob.”“A what?” I asked, partly because I really didn’t know what one was. He walked over and stood right in front of me. “Get on your knees.” He said, looking down at me. I don’t know why, but I did it. My face was right at his crotch and he began undoing the zipper. He reached in pulled out his prick and let it hang in front of him. He wasn’t fully erect yet. I just looked at it for awhile,. This time, he was not using his teeth. (In his mouth, I felt his tongue nibbling against and around my nipple). He licked over my nipple over and over again and while sucking it, pulled his head back until my nipple came off, and did it again and again. I was looking at him with utter disgust towards him, and I turned my head away when he started doing the same to my other boob and nipple.– you do not have to do this –I said with a sad voice, while he continued what he was doing.After that, he.