It was still dark and I couldn’t find her so I thought will go to the washroom at least. This time I went to the correct washroom as I was about to ...lose the door this hottie held the door and she was like:Hottie: Aren’t you gonna use the ladies washroom?Me: Why?? You wanna use the men’s washroom?Hottie: Ya, right now, pls. (She came inside locked the door)We hugged and smooched in the washroom and I felt it’s not safe doing here as anyone might come, so I told her to let’s find a suitable. Two others were holding the scalpels they had just used to castrate themselves. The last one really should have chosen the elephant dildo. His balls were hanging down in a big jar filled with what looked like miniature-piranha, starved miniature piranha. They looked about the size of Black Mollies at the pet store. The next message had a video. It showed those little fish taking tiny bites out of the man’s nut sack. From his screaming, which unnerved the men at the table, he didn’t have a band. I could see the excited ambivalence in her body language and the tightening of the grip on her partner's hand. I looked at Maisie, open mouthed, as the woman dragged her partner into a side alley.Maisie and I followed at a discreet distance, stopping when the couple reached a small church and the sounds of anxious fucking filled the night-time air. Maisie's eyes widened as we watched the two lovers engaged in frantic and wild sex, his cock balls deep into his young lady's cunt as he screamed. The guys who were cruising were older, my preference.I looked in a booth showing a straight video, and a guy in his mid 50s was stroking his cock, which stuck out from his shorts. He didn't try to hide anything as I stood in the doorway, so we made eye contact and I slipped in the room and closed and locked the door behind me.Not a word was said; I dropped to my knees and took off my glasses. He slipped his shorts and underwear over his shoes, revealing a nice, smooth, plump cock. I also caught.