I see a large fishtank beside her with something moving languidly inside it content to endlessly circle. She reaches in, pulls it out. It is a pink cr...ature that looks like a blind eel, with heavy balls hanging in an exaggerated scrotum from its hind end. It squirms in her hand and wiggles struggling vainly in the woman’s grip as she smiles down at me.Then she drops it on my belly with a wet thump. I freeze trying to suppress a shudder as my eyes widen in horror.It wriggles there, pushing it’s. I couldn’t help but moan, “Oh fuck!! So good!!!” and yielded my self to his cock sucking ministrations. But then I realized we were in the men’s room and someone could enter at any time. (Unbeknown to me he had hung a ‘out of order’ sign on the door then turned the lock behind him when he entered.)“N…no, no! not here…someone might enter!’ I exclaimed, afraid we might be discovered at any moment.He deep-throated me and then pulling his mouth off my cock he smiled and replied, “I live by myself. We've left your face more or less intact. Do you even remember?" punana felt Tiffany's fingernail moving gently across its face. punana's body responded and it opened its mouth, turning to try and capture the finger, which its mouth would accept like a little cock. punana felt tears welling in its eyes, mortified that Tiffany's obvious hate and disdain were turning it on.Tiffany's fingertip pressed against the pupil of punana's right eye. The blackout contact lenses had been in place for nearly. I was now on my knees, standing, waiting for my next direction. Bend over on all fours. I shyly bent over, trying my best to stay as far from him as possible on the desk. Move closer to me. I slowly shuffled my bottom half of my body closer to his face, my wetness exposed to him. Your pussy is soaked, Miss Mason. He said, his face getting close enough for me to feel the air of his words on the warmth of my groin. Him pointing out my wetness just made me even more wet. When is the last time you.