No Rest in the Restroom

On shaky legs made all the more unsteady for walking in heels he was definitely not used to wearing (why couldn't he have been a crossdresser while he was a guy?), he made her way to the public restroom.

Only once did he almost fall. He toppled Misao's petite body against a dignified-looking man who happened to be strong enough to keep them both from falling. "Slops aren't supposed to accost civs! They have to wait for a perv to accost Them!" he said, sounding angry.

"You tell him, husband!" his equally dignified looking wife said.

But when she wasn't looking, he grabbed the area of Misao's ass that her uniform left uncovered. He had cold hands!

Hiroshi finally made it to the women's room door. He wanted to go into the men's room. As a slop, Misao would probably be welcome in there. And that(!) was why he made sure he didn't take her body in there.

"Look, Gina, there's a slop! That's what you need!"

"Really! Do you think I should?" said the other young woman adjusting their makeup in the mirrors.

"Sure! You can't go to the meeting and be thinking only how you'd like to jump the bones of your boss! You won't get the chance if you screw up your job! C'mon! I've done it! You're not lez, either! You won't enjoy it enough to be thinking of the slop."

"Okay, Hana. Hey, you, Slop! Eat me out! Make me dry!"

"Down on your latex knees!" Hana commanded.

F.U. formed on Misao's lips, but Hiroshi knew they were the type to report a slop that didn't do their duty. So he got down on the concrete floor.

It actually felt good to get off the feet and their heels. And as long as he wasn't on her knees too long, they should be okay.

The girl little older than Hiroshi had been himself, pulled down her pantyhose, panties, and pad, and took her slop head between her hands, pushing her wet cunt up against Misao's face. Grabbing the hair, this Gina ground her face so hard against her hot sex Hiroshi had a difficult time finding a way to breathe.

"What kind of slop are you!? You're trained in tongue! Use it!"

Needing to get it over with, Hiroshi did stick Misao's tongue as far inside the cunt as he could.

"Useless slop! Get my clit! Use that poor excuse for a soft cock on my clit!"

Hiroshi did. He lapped it and scraped it with Misao's taste buds. The girl didn't have a bad taste. But it wasn't a great taste, either. This girl had just gone to the toilet.

Still with a grip on Misao's head and hair, the girl humped her tongue and face! Hiroshi thought this rough girl might leave bruises. She was certainly leaving Misao cute face a sticky, smelly mess! Misao's twat and asshole were not the only things he would have to clean.

Misao's own twat was beginning to open into a hungry, drooling cunt. Which one of them, him or the slop, had sub tendencies? Hopefully, they Stayed just tendencies!

"Get a move on, Gina! You'll barely have enough time to pull up your panties if you want to get to the meeting on time!" And her friend lifted the back of Gina's dress and swatted her bared ass!

And the girl came! It seemed to increase her strength! Hiroshi felt smothered beneath the ****!