Gunge lady

I remembered the well-dressed and perfectly coiffed and made up lady I had gunged ad humiliated. I went towards the bathrooms and stopped time again. I went into the ladies room and peeked over a stall and saw her. I had to climb on a sink and lower myself into the stall as it was locked. She had taken off her panties, not soaked with raw egg and emptied out the shells and hung the panties on the pipes above the toilet. There was an egg in the toilet bowl, most likely the egg she had to fish out of her pussy. Her skirt was hiked up to her midsection, and she was wiping egg and shells from her ass with toilet paper. Her face under the egg and flour was beat red. Her purse was on the floor and leaking olive oil. I unlocked the stall door. I went out and opened the bathroom door then the men's room door. I went back and picked up the lady and brought her into the men's room . I bent her over a urinal and put her hands on the urinal rim, clasping her fingers to it. I then lubed my cock with some of the raw egg and slid it into her tight rectum.

"Anal virgin, eh?" I thought as I started to fuck her up the ass. I slid in and out of her tight asshole until I shot my wad. When i was finished, I pulled out and wiped my dick across her lips. After cleaning myself with her blouse, I removed her skirt, blouse, and bra and left her bent over. I took her clothes and shoved them down into the toilet back in the ladies room where her purse was. I went back and bent her over so that her chin rested on the urinal. I stared at her a moment then went back to the ladies room and got the egg out of the toilet. I went back and put it in the lady's mouth. I laughed at how this formerly prim and proper woman now looked and what was going to go through her mind when time restarted.