"My bitch has to be quite", he said. Then blindfolded me w/ my bra. I could feel his hands caressing my body. Slowly up and down my back, carfully ...over my legs and arms, sweetly around my breasts and nipples, and very softly on my pussy and clit. Then I hear a whisper ... "Is my baby ready for her punishment".Scared beyond beleive, i whispered back .. " Yes Sir".I could start feeling some heat running down my chest. I could feel the burn of a flame, and the drip of hot liquid. I knew he. I am pretty tall so it is unusual when I see women at that level. And if she was the usual plastic version of female then I would quickly get back to the twinkie decision, but something was different. I wasn't sure at first what it was. She did have a lot of makeup and her hair was a bit over the top on color and texture but it was her cheek that kept me looking. I focused on her lips and her face and it seemed to me that there was a coarseness about her that was a bit more than I had seen on. How long is he? Why doesn’t he stand straight up instead of laying on your tummy? No wonder your pants always bugle. I don’t think that I could ever take all of him in my privates. Gosh! He’s huge. But I like the way he looks. Do you cum fast?”That series of comments and questions was a free flow of consciousnesses which surely indicated a female’s fascination with the penis.She kept looking at him but never making eye contact with me. I said, “Why don’t you touch him. He won’t bite.” She. I raised my hands to his thighs, caressing and then back to squeeze his ass as I pulled him deeper into my hot mouth, feeling his now 8" hard-on press into my cheek.On my knees, in a men's restroom, an 8" cock stuffing my hungry lips....(remember that from the beginning?)I was the slut I always wanted to be....that's how I got here. The thought caused me to suck harder, one of my hands now wrapping around the base of his cock and stroking while I eagerly pulled him deeper, both of us.