Yours

You sink into an emotional chaos, when you feel a hand on the back of your head. Your first reaction is to pull your head back and to protest, but the hand pushes your head right back onto the cock, leaving no way to speak. You try to look up, but you can only see a shirt and a very muscular arm. Impaled on the cock, you can't find a way to get a better look on the man that entered your booth. How? The realization hits you like a bucket of cold water. I forgot to lock the door! How could I forget to lock the fucking door??? You still try to pull your head of the cock, but the hand doesn't allow it and keeps your head locked at the wall.

The man on the other side misunderstands your lack of movement as an invitation to start fucking your mouth and he starts ramming his cock inside of your throat without caring how deep is goes. You **** several times as he plows away while you're unable to react. It feels like an eternity passed when his thrusts finally get slower. His last three thrusts are especially slow but also especially hard and after the third one he pulls his cock a bit back and a warm fluid fills your mouth. Your body tries to cough, but again the cock prohibits it and pumps more fluid into you instead. Realizing that there is no other way, you start swallowing the cum bit by bit until he finally pulls his cock out - slowly, so that every last drop would stay behind of your lips. You hear him pull up his clothes and close his belt. "Thanks, honey. Glad that you got your shit together in the end."

Finally the hand releases you and you fall to the floor. You cough for several seconds until you're able to breathe normally again. "Why...did you...do that?" You can finally have a look at the guy. He's tall and extremely muscular, obviously a bodybuilder. He's wearing a green muscle shirt and white shorts and his head is completely shaven. His broad face with the serious expression give him an intimidating aura.

"Ahh, you know you wanted it. You're a thirsty little slut, aren't ya?"

You're speechless. Is he right? Did I want this? To your surprise being called a "thirsty little slut " didn't bother you nearly as much as you would've thought.

"Why else would you kneel here sucking off some random dude with your bare breasts dangling around and your wet cunt for everyone to see? So, how about you return the favor now?"

"This was supposed to be a favor? I nearly choked!"

"And you loved every second of it, didn't you? Now hop, make yourself useful."