For sure!

Yep! No doubts in this brain!

You pull away from her dirtily probing hand first, because you refuse to play on her dirty rude terms like that! You're gonna have her at your mercy, that's how this is going to play out!

Or at least, that's your plan. To get away from her, since she had you up against the sinks, you kind of had to turn away and do a little spin. But now, you're facing where she was standing, and you don't see her at all. Which is really weird! Where did she goURK!

Your thoughts **** for a second as from behind you a hand weaves its way into your mouth and holds it open. A second hand works a little pill onto your tongue, and then your mouth is held closed as your neck is massaged in a way that makes you swallow the pill. W-what the heck!! Was that paracetamol? That had better have been paracetamol!

A deep, wicked laugh rings out across the bathroom from behind you, as the person who the hands belong to presses up against you. Her big, firm and soft boobs push up into your back like pillows as she laughs and grabs a heaping handful of your own chest through your shirt.

W-well... whatever! You're not concerned about that. If she's fondling your boobs, that's her mistake, because this is a competition about cumming, and boobs don't cum! Still, it's a little concerning how much she's laughing, and how hot the inside of your chest is starting to feel as you clap your hand to her soon-to-be-cumming-brainless spot and work your way inside of her pants. She's really squeezing and working your tits now, mainly around the base but also working her hands up to their mounds and back every now and then.