I took this to mean he wanted oral sex. I waggled my foot to indicate no! I reached my right hand down below the partition and wriggled my fingers. If...he didn’t want a hand job, so be it, I’d take off. No harm, no foul.His knees dropped onto the floor and moved below the partition into my stall. His cock and balls were clean shaven. His soft uncut cock was about three inches long and average thickness.I started by reaching under his cock and fondling his balls. I rolled them around in my hand. "Mom...how come you never go out on dates or anything?" "Well after I divorced your father I wasn't really in the mood and then I had to raise you all by myself which didn't leave a lot of room for dating." "But even after I got older, I mean, I'm out of school now and you still never go out. I'm sure you'd easily get any guy you want." he said blushing a bit. "Thanks. But I just don't know. I mean I've been out of practice for years. I just don't know if I'm up to snuff anymore. I mean I. All heknew was that he was being whisked along with this great erotic tigress,and he couldn't resist.She conducted him quickly into a shop along the road. It was a greatwooden place with huge windows and a dance floor. Robots appeared and heordered for them. "The Beesa will have" -- she consulted a menu --"aglass of the Hot Poppy. I will have Northern Shore." A moment later therobot returned with beakers of hot liquid. She poured for them. "Trythat," she commanded.He raised the glass to his. He slowly pulls it over Lita's head. He put some glue around the neck and thehood and forces the two parts to form a tight seal. He grabs a latex blondhair wig and put some glue on the hood and forces the wig on the rubberdoll'shead. He grabs a mirror and show Lita what she looks like. Lita looked in themirrior and see a latexdoll in the mirror. The rubberdoll was wearing a blackand blue suit with blue gloves and black hood. Her mind melted as she look ather reflection. Her mind accepted what.