Keep sucking both of the men's cocks
From Create Your Own Story
The sticky tile floor presses against your bare knees as you kneel between the two men in the cramped public restroom stall. Your thighs ache slightly from maintaining this position, but the thrill of being caught in such a risky situation keeps you eager. Your t-shirt clings to your torso while your jeans and underwear lay discarded near the sink, leaving you exposed from the waist down except for your socks and sneakers.
The construction worker's rough fingers tangle in your hair as he guides his thick cock past your lips. You can smell sawdust and sweat on him as he pushes deeper, the head bumping against the back of your throat. You gag instinctively, drool spilling down your chin as he begins fucking your face with slow, deliberate thrusts. His partner - a bearded man with tattooed forearms - watches with hungry eyes, stroking himself while waiting his turn.
Just as you adjust to the rhythm, the construction worker pulls out with a wet pop. Before you can catch your breath, the bearded man takes his place, his cock sliding easily into your well-used mouth.
"Fuck yeah," he groans, his fingers tightening in your hair. You hollow your cheeks, sucking hard as he pistons into your mouth. His balls slap against your chin with each thrust. The construction worker watches intently, stroking himself as you service his friend.
"I'm close," the man in your mouth warns, his voice strained. You increase your pace, swirling your tongue just under the head. His cock twitches violently before hot cum floods your mouth. You swallow greedily, some escaping down your chin.
The construction worker doesn't wait. He drags you toward him by your hair, his cock glistening with precum. "Open," he commands. You stick out your tongue obediently as he jerks himself off. His orgasm hits suddenly - thick ropes of cum stripe your face, painting your cheeks and lips white. Some lands on your tongue, salty and bitter.
They dress quickly afterward, the bearded one leaving without a word. The construction worker pauses "Good slut," he murmurs , before disappearing through the door.
Wobbly-legged, you rise and wipe your face with toilet paper. At the sink, cold water rinses away the evidence as you study your flushed reflection. Your lips feel swollen, your throat sore - and your cock still painfully hard in your jeans as you pull them back on.
Do you
Leave and go back home..
Or
