You grasp that snake and take control...

You shake your head as you resist the pleasure. It has to be the x-change pill-taking hold of my mind. I can't let him get the chance to breed me. At least not yet, not until I know what I truly want. You thnk as your mind steels itself as it can.

You grab his snake with your left hand, moving it away from your thighs. It feels so huge within your hands. So much more powerful than yours, and a nice ebony shade. You feel that deep need within you calling again, as you steel yourself once more to it, pushing it away. You start to massage his member with your fingers. Tracing each vein with your slender fingers. It jumps at each touch.

G'sly lets out a moan as you notice his muscular thighs tighten at your erotic touch. You feel your pussy gush at the sight. You lick your lips and again shake away the erotic desires that keep trying to creep into your mind.

"Damn, I'm not used to a bitch taking control." G'sly says, his deep silvery voice echos in the stall. It was a voice that could charm the pants off of you for hours, with it's rich and powerful command. "But I can allow it for this." He says as you continue to thrust your hands along his member. Each hand circled and rubbed him along the shaft, each tracing of his snake causes him to grunt in approval. You see it throb and bob from all the excitement, growing ever more erect with your touch.

You find yourself licking your lips. You know, at this rate, he's going to want to take back control after he reaches his limit. A hand job most likely won't cut it. Not if you want to escape this steamy interaction with your womb unfertilized. You could lick and suck him. That might be enough. Part of you wants to, and the male part of you, desperately trying to keep old, doesn't. You could always leave too. You've got him backed against the stall, and the door is right behind you. You realize you are in control, complete control.