The soft silky material rubbed against my shaft giving me a lovely feeling as I teetered along after him pulled by the lead. As we approached the toil...t block 2 men were standing around and saw us …..they looked at each other then back at me all stockings and suspenders and throbbing cock in panties being led towards them. As we got level with the men John said ”If you want a Sissy Slut to suck and fuck ….use this one” and led me into the toilets. The men followed and once inside they started. She puts down the report she's been reading and rolls back her chair, glancing at her watch. She picks up the phone and pushes some buttons."Yes, Maria?" she says. "You can go home now, I'm not going to work anymore tonight. Just leave the answering machine on. Good night."She stands and stretches, her breasts pushing against the fabric of her silk shirt. She grabs her briefcase and leaves her office, closing and locking the door behind her. She walks down the hall to the elevator and presses. Again, I turn to look around and you push my forehead into the cold, synthetic dividing wall behind me. I open my legs wider to take you in, desperate to be used and enjoyed. Gasp. Sigh. Grunt.You inhale sharply as you place your round, swollen head at the portal of my vagina, your manhood poised at the swollen, fiery gates of my sex. A jolt of electricity shoots down my thighs, my mouth wide and agape and dry. You insert yourself inside me, your hand pushing me more firmly into the wall. It. .(thwap!) Something hard landed on his head and he jumped up brushing his hair thinking some seagull had just shit on him. But his hands were clean. He looked around at this lunch, now on the grass and his water bottle tipped over and spilling slowly out on the bench. There was also something else...there was, a device?It looked like a step counter, or a kitchen alarm clock? It had a tiny LCD screen and three keys on it. It might be a kind of "pager", wasn't that a thing? If it was it was.