Suddenly Sandra called out, "Sissy Aisha, approach me!" It was a directdemand.Aisha sidle up to Sandra and curtsied. Then stood there with her head bo...edin the proper submissive pose as Sandra looked her over.She reached out to Aisha's breasts and moved them around. "Those looknatural. They are not forms or inserts. They don't even look like siliconeenlargements."Sandra pulled the top down under her breasts and pulled out the bra. "Noincision marks, under or on the side. Those look. He'd just have to keep it up for a while, and while we were at it there might as well be a mess hall for the men.After a little silent conference with Charlie we decided the facility for the men would be more like an actual mess hall. There'd be no central counter seating and no table service at all. The building could be a little smaller and the men would serve themselves from cafeteria-style lines similar to the ones available in the women's place. They would also get no special orders.. . My name is Kisoku, but my friends call me Mujitsu. “Aa sou desu ka! My name is Fujoshi, but everyone calls me Beri. Douzo yoroshiku! And now if you would excuse me, I need to go to the toilet!” “Chotto! I’ll come too!”We both casually walked down to the end of the coridor as the red faded from our cheeks. “Sumimasen.” I spoke and threw open the door and ran quickly into the nearest cubicle. I ripped off my skirt and thrust my hands deep inside me, ushing a gentle moan.Suddenly Mujitsu knocked. " I said. Without hesitation, Lisa fell to her knees in front of me and engulfed my whole cock into her hot mouth. She sucked on it feverishly until it found its way down her throat. Lisa continued to suck and gulp her throat in an eager attempt to drain me of my juices, while she grasped my ass and literally face fucked herself on my raging prick. Her movement was violent, but I had never experienced a better blow job. With effort, I pried myself away from the sucking woman, and pushed her.