Blowjob in the boys' room (darker branch)

Mick pulled you by the arm through the hall and into the restaurant men's room. You were a bit surprised by the location, you'd have bet on his office. The room was covered in white tile on the ceiling and floors with a sink, urinal, and two stalls. What the heck is up with urinals anyway? You asked yourself this while looking at the creepy thing a second. As you turn back toward Mick you hear the door shut.

"I got this idea from some porn I was watching earlier," Mick smiled rubbing his hands together. "A guy picked up a cute young hitchhiker and in payment for the ride, they stopped at a rest area and had sex in the bathroom".

"Ewwww!" you replied. "That's gross!"

"Yeah well you're gonna do what I want or you can discuss the theft with the cops," he replied sounding pretty cocky.

You took a long minute to think about it before frowning, "Yeah, I guess that's still a thing, dammit."

"Take off your top gorgeous and show me those bouncy c-cups," he teased.

"They're Bs, a bit on the big side for the size but Bs," you mumble as you pull your top over your head. Mick drools as you free your beautiful breasts for his inspection. He reaches out and massages them a bit.

"You're wasted here, Halle. I bet you'd make more in one night down at the dance club than you make in a month here."

"If you want to suggest I go be a whore at least be man enough to say it," you growl at him knowing the club's reputation.

"You're already one, Halle. All I had to pay was the few loads of groceries you stole," he replied with a smirk on his face.

"Now get on your knees, pull my cock out and get to work, whore." You give him a dirty look as you toss your shirt on the floor and kneel down on it. When you look back up, you see him leering down at you with his cell phone out.

"Really? Video?" you say astonished at his audacity.

"I just want to record a cute cocksucker in her natural habitat. It's for science," he chuckled at his joke as you ignored him and unzipped his pants. It was no surprise when his half-hard cock popped out of his jeans, no underwear to be found.

"I just wanna get this over with," you spit back up toward him as you lick the underside of his shaft from bottom to top. There's a salty, kinda sweaty flavor to his dick that leads you to believe you should have insisted he wash up first but it can't be helped now. It takes no time at all for his prick to reach its full five inches. You gather your hair behind your head with one hand as your lips slowly slide down his shaft. It sinks deep into your throat until your nose touches his abdomen buried deep in his untrimmed pubic hair. He closes his eyes and groans in pleasure, obviously rather happy with the way things have worked out. The feeling would be fleeting though. At that moment you hear the door open.

Both of you turn your eyes toward the noise quickly and you see Junior walk into the bathroom.

"This is very interesting," he says, a huge grin growing across his face. "I like the looks of this!"

Great, you think. Both Papa Perv and his son Creepy Boy are here now. Who next? Harvey Weinstein?