. probably the taste of my ass... ugh... And then I finally got to breathe. He slide his cock out my mouth for the first time since he entered it. I c...ughed, and breathed, and fought back my gags as this slimly, slippery cock bobbed up in down in front of my face. "Time for round two bitch boi." There it was again, 'bitch boi'. He kept calling me that... He pitched me forward, with my face on the floor now, my ass up in the air. I stopped fighting back awhile ago; there was no point. He was. “Now let’s get these strings tied.”The nurse stepped around to face my back and her warm soft hand brushed mine. My cock was now fully erect, its sensitive head brushing against the front of the gown. I bent over a little so it wouldn’t show as much, but this caused the back to open up. She was now presented with a clear view of my ass, which she managed to preserve by putting her fingers between the gown’s edges, ostensibly to work on the closure strings.“These are a little difficult aren’t. My boyfriend and I were driving down the highway when the news of this incident came on the radio. He began to laugh. I had no idea what kind of lewd conduct a man would enter into in a public restroom, so I asked him what was so funny about it. When he began to explain the whole understall scene to me, and I could hardly believe it!Now I know what you are thinking, and yes, of course I asked him that. He said no, he had never participated personally but he had watched on a couple of. I moved on top of you, feeling your thigh between my legs, putting pressure on your pubis, and I started kissing, licking and sucking on your breasts and nipples. Your hands started roaming through my hair, you moved your head, looking aside, exposing the ear and the cheekbone, your jaw dropped, the cheek stretched, but no sound came from your throat. I bit slightly a hard nipple, provoking you a groan, the first sound you produced since you entered my apartment. I understood as through a haze.