“ She was looking through the next grille. „Ah yes... „ In they went... and now there was a different scene.There was just one girl on her knees...and she was before a rather gross, ugly-looking man seated quite nude on a chair. This, Quentin correctly presumed, was otto the German Trainer. Behind him stood Jason, the second of the black Trainers and he was also nude.The girl was buxom, big-buttocked, but those buttocks were, as yet, unmarked. She was attending to Otto with an almost frantic kind. Then she got the toilet brush, broke the handle in half, and sexily sucked it, giving it a mock blowjob. She put it to my mouth, and I did the same. She stroked my prick with it and then she slowly fucked herself with it, leaving it in there. My prick was rock hard by now. Then she stood over my feet and started to piss on them. The warmth and wetness was incredibly erotic, as the piss ran down her legs and straight onto my feet, and I started to leak precum. She moved up my legs and was soon. The blonde refused to make eye contact with Spencer as she settled in, trying to find a comfortable way to sl*ep so she could get away from all this. Spencer knew that something was seriously wrong with Sam but he had no idea how to fix it, and blamed himself for allowing the previous night to happen."I'm sorry." He said, starting the vehicle."For what?" she muttered."You know. Last night." I said we would never talk about it again. Fuuuuuuuuck..." she groaned, wondering if she made the right. .. know." I finished. In all the commotion. I hadn't noticed that I anything else was amiss. I was now speaking in a soft soprano voice, which led me to feel the sensations for my body. I reflected on my movements from moments before and realized that I had felt something unfamiliar on my chest when I had moved. It wasn't totally unfamiliar, but it was the first time I felt it without a bra on. I now it probably sounds cliche but I had to confirm these feelings with my eyes. I was not shocked.