climax and a threat

The man continues to put on the show, dancing for you and sucking on his man tits.

You go into your bag and take off a cell phone and snapped a few pictures.

“Ohh my friends will love this. Turn around; let me see that junk in your trunk. That’s it..woooo. Let me see that butt. That Grade A pork. Yea that’s nice. Now lay down”

He did as told. You place a foot on his chest and take out some a small vial of baby oil. You lube your hand and notice the fat pervert is staring up your skirt. You had gotten pretty wet from what his humiliation. You sit on his face.

“Eat. Do I good Job and I may let you touch me” You say

The fat boy eats like a man possessed. He may not be Brat Pit but he an Oscar winner when it comes to eat your puss. You smile and put you head back as you cum in his face. You take your oiled hand and work his shaft, jerking his dick.

"Going to do this for you because I bet you haven't seen your dick in years let alone had someone touch. Consider this my act of good will for today. "I'm a saint aren't I.. Well AREN'T I"

She stroked faster

"Yes"

"Oh your so kind"

You make it last long but squeezing at just the right moment and then you let him shoot his load. You smile as you get up.

“Listen nerd. When I come back here, you better be 100 pound lighter. You better be a fucking weight lifter. I won’t tell you when I am coming back but I will. Also you better get a Good Job because I will be needing money. If you don’t do all those things, I make sure everyone see your little dance show” You say

“Yes miss”

You wipe your cum drench hand off his face.

“And don’t wash that off until tomorrow” You say

You walk out of the locker room. You could explore the Gym some more or leave and explore the rest of the mall.