Quickly, we marched down toward the front of the museum and then down a narrow hallway, into another doorway. It was the men’s restroom. Straight to...a toilet stall. Into a stall, the door closed behind us. Not giving me the opportunity to say anything, she pressed her body against mine and forcefully slid her tongue into my mouth. Letting my backpack fall to the floor, she took my hands and wrapped them around her waist and onto her firm ass. Pulling my hips into hers and moaning as she felt. In the car the three took turns rubbing my cock and putting their fingers in their ass and putting them in my mouth. Once to the big brown apartment we went up 3 flights of stairs, last door on the right. Once in the apartment they put me to sit down in their monkey rocker. They manually rocked me back and forth making the plastic penis go in an out my asshole. Felt really good. Then Mistress Melissa took me to sit in this bench type gloryhole thing and it was meant for me to eat a girl out,. Caitlyn looked at me smiling as she said, "I'm jealous. What a lucky bitch she is." I then replied would you also like love bites? She replied say no not that, I wish I could spend a night alone with you again. I whispered to her I'm sure we can make a plan soon sexy as I moved her onto her bed and back. Lifting her legs into the air I removed her yoga pants. Her pink pussy was soaking wet and inviting that I immediately made my way between her legs. I licked her puss up and down her lips,. Thinking about Mother Teresa in a dominatrix outfit created a horrible mental picture, however, and I quickly decided to consider another simile. ‘I’ll be there in thirty minutes,’ I said. ‘You’d better be. Grrrrrrrrrr,’ said Julie. *** Julie was waiting for me inside the little room when I arrived. Her hair was covered with a scarf. She gave me a sullen look and finally reached up and pulled the scarf from her hair. I gasped. Julie’s hair was *very* blonde, even her roots. She was even more.