No

I don’t want the drunken fun to end. I say as much to Camber as I grasp his much larger hand and he cracks a grin.

“I thought you might say that. Guess the waitress mixed up the drinks and gave you a Sex on a Meteor instead, huh? There’s no real place nearby though... Wait.”

Camber looks over at the toilets on the far side of the tavern and I can see gears drunkenly turning in his head.

“Yeah, alright. Won’t be the first time, and you don’t seem the type to mind.”

I nod my head, far more assertive and less discriminating in my drunken state than I would be otherwise. Camber whisks me off my feet into the male toilets, surprisingly quick for a drunk ten foot human. I'm carried past a couple of guys at the urinals who grin or snicker as Camber holds my hand, guiding me into a stall. This clearly isn’t the first time a barfly has been fucked in the toilets here, despite the upper-class clientele.

Thankfully the stalls are at least tall if not wide, so that while I'm somewhat close at least Camber's head isn’t poking over the dividers. I'm hot, drunk, and eager as Camber lightly pushes me down on to the toilet cover, his rigid cock already out from its sheath and growing. I lean forward and stroke it with both hands, coaxing out more of its absurd length until the tip is close enough to suck. I open as wide as I can and take in the head, some precum already leaking from the tip in his ****-induced fervor.

He moans quietly as my lips slip around the tip, my warm tongue bathing the underside of his dick as I slowly bob my head up and down, popping my lips around the flare of his tip on every downstroke. I keep this up for a couple of minutes, slowly working at taking his monstrous cock as deep as I can manage until he decides to switch positions. He leans back and takes a step closer to me, allowing me easier access to the throbbing rod hanging tantalizingly in front of my face.

I gratefully make use of the opportunity, taking his member in two hands to jack him off while I suckle on its head, swishing my tongue around the opening collecting his delicious precum to use as lubricant. It’s a good angle, but I slowly work on taking his engorged cock deeper into my mouth, much to his satisfaction if his increasingly loud groans are any indicator. I focus on relaxing my jaw and just sliding my head up and down his dick, spurts of precum coming faster and harder until it’s a continual hot flow down my throat. I can feel him thickening in my mouth, and I increase the pace of masturbating him into my mouth until he’s panting heavily and his legs are tensing up.

It’s not long before he explodes in my mouth, instantly filling my cheeks and spraying as much spunk as will fit straight down to my stomach. I gulp down his first few loads but my throat isn’t able to keep up with his incredible ejaculation, and I end up spilling a bit on myself as I twist aside and jack him off fiercely as he finishes riding out his orgasm, splattering the wall and toilet with a truly impressive amount of cum. By the time he’s done, the entire side of the cubicle he was aimed at is covered in a thick coating of his spunk. I look at him with amazement and he shrugs.

“Probably time to get out of here, Kaitlin. Someone’s gonna have to clean this, and it’s not gonna be me.”

I nod and say my goodbyes, cleaning myself off a bit before making my own exit. A drunken patron at the urinals gives me a sarcastic clap as I walk past. As I make my way out of the toilets to the sound of his cursing.