The floor was covered with smallwhite tiles that ran half-way up the walls. The walls above that werepainted a sickly green colour, and buzzing fluore...cent tubes were mountedon the off-white panelled ceiling. The first two booths were occupied andI glanced inside as we shuffled past. The first was being used by a youngmother changing a tiny infant. From the awful smell I guessed her babyhad a poopy nappy. In the second open booth I saw an older woman changinga bigger toddler. He looked at least. He shivered as her tongue touched his balls, and then travelled his length before swallowing him. Jake was longer than Dave, but not quite as thick; he nearly lost control as Jenny easily deep-throated him, her lips over half way down his shaft and her hand massaging his balls. After less than a minute, he couldn't go on; he grabbed her hair as she squeezed base of his cock, making sure he didn't choke her with his monster; spurt after spurt of semen hit the back of her throat, forcing her to. I dried my head and face but wasn't sure if the towel was going to help with my soaked clothes. "Honey, why don't you go into the bathroom and take those wet clothes off?" I admit this turned me on and instantly I began thinking we were going to have sex. I smiled and raced into the bathroom. I shut the door and took off my clothes. Nancy suggested I hang them over the curtain rod to let them dry. She knocked on the door lightly and opened it slightly only to hand me a pair of sweat shorts and. Juan sighed heavily as he went from mundane task to mundane task at his neighborhood grocery store. Stocking shelves and ringing up customers was a part-time job, but it drained his life every second he spent there. The teenager had come to know every aisle well in the few months he had worked there during early mornings and late nights. The only thing that seemed to break the monotony was the few conversations he had with his far older coworkers, and the condescending voice of his general.