"That floor might be clean but you're not" she chided "and I don't just mean all that blood, piss and spit your covered in. That dirty, little dicky i... still hard, isn't it?"By now I was beyond caring. I was reveling in her disgust for me."Well, if you must you must" she sighed with mock resignation. "Let's get it over with. Wank your little thing off."I began, kneeling right in front of her, eyes cast down."You can look if you want, you know. I'm not that much of a bitch" she said, softening. Her bed, I figured must have been a twin, with a dresser and a matching nightstand that had a lamp. Continuing to look around some more, she had a couple posters on the walls, and a shelf with a few items on it. Eventually, I nervously stood up and walked around looking at the knick knacks and posters, and when I looked back at her laying there, she was still leaning on her elbow, smiling and watching me. Smiling back, I hoped she would ask me to stay, and after a pause I said, “You have a. I could tell he was nearing his finish so I swung my leg around and faced him again. I felt him throbbing as he came again in the condom. I must have had three orgasms to his one through all this.I cleaned him up with my mouth again, but by then the wine, water and champagne had gotten too me. "I need to pee."He seemed to be thinking. Then, "Can I watch?" It was the only even slightly kinky thing that happened that night, but for what he was paying, I didn't mind."Do you want me to stand up?". I took of my clothes quickly and set them in a neat pile. I felt strange being nude in a strange place. Then I found a pair of red panties on the floor which fit decently enough. It made me feel sexy and horny putting them on, and knew I had to go a step further. So then I found a blue bra, which I managed to get on easily, but obviously they didn't serve any function without any breasts to hold. Then I found a skirt, something I had probably seen her in at work. I pulled it up and could barely.