Caught on the toilet

"Wait... Junia, is that really you?" she suddenly heard in the whispering voice of Olaf. 'Uh.. Shit! What do I do now?!' Walter thought to herself. 'Ok. Since Junia is such a stuck-up bitch, she'd probably make a big deal out of it being her helping them. Besides, I can't say it's me because I would loose our dick size competition then, so Junia it is, I am Junia now....'

"Yes. And you should count yourselves lucky that I took pity on you enough to help you get your pathetic dicks off!" Walter responded, emulating Junia's "better than you" attitude perfectly. "Pathetic!? How do you even know how big I am, young lady? Sure you are Junia and not our dear friend Walter?" Olaf retorted. Walter's eyes went wide and she thought her cover blown, but she quickly recovered. "How do you know he didn't tell anyone?" she shot back. "Nnnghh... Ah, Junia!" she suddenly heard in Bernd's voice from the stall opposite Olaf's. "Close to cumming, are we? Well, don't jizz off yet! You wouldn't want to blow too early if you were fucking me, would you?" Walter said as she left her own stall and moved over to Bernd's. "Open up! I want to see how long I can jerk you! And how long you're able to edge!" Walter said as Bernd opened his stall door. But not a moment after he saw "Junia" in the flesh, Bernd blew his load all over her huge, tanned tits. "That was pathetic! You barely lasted a second after seeing me!" Walter mocked. She then locked the stall door behind her and bent down in front of him. "Oh! I said that your dick was pathetic, but I never thought it would be this small! Not even when I saw you peeing.~" she continued, saying her last few words in a quiet tone. And suddenly, Bernd realized who actually stood in front of him. "Wa-Wal-", but then he was interrupted by a rough kiss from the apparent Junia. After she pulled away, she whispered into his ear "Yes, but don't let Olaf know!". But then, Bernd smirked and said "Only if you blow, bitch!". Walter simply smirked. Knowing that it wouldn't be hard to take Bernd's cock all the way, she agreed.

"How DARE you call me a bitch!" Walter responded, taking up Junia's toxic demenour again as she moved to wrap her lips around Bernds below average man meat. But not before whispering to him "Make it look like you're forcing me to suck you. Oh! and make sure to tape it.~", adding a suggestive wink at the end. Bernd placed his hand on the back of 'Junia's' head and tensed his arm to give the illusion that he was forcing her movements. And as he pulled out his phone to record it, he silently thanked Walter for doing this for him. Meanwhile, Walter bobbed her head at a rather fast pace up and down Bernd's somewhat small shaft, thinking all the while about the spectical that this must be. Junia, the stuck-up size queen bitch, sucking off someone whose cock was only 4.5 inches, the thought was a hillarious absurdity. 'This is going to make one hell of a porno. Can't wait to fap to it once I get my 8-inch dick back. And Junia's face when she sees this will be priceless!' Walter thought to herself. Olaf, having abandoned jerking off, had come out of his stall, although he was still feeling the need to get laid. That was why he was now pounding on the door of the one Walter and Bernd were in. "Bernd! Junia! Open this door immediately, you two freaks!" Olaf bellowed.