Helen waits in the dark for her husband when she hears something in the booth next to her.
"Suck it, baby," the voice on the other side of the wall gently urges.
She finally looks down at the cock as her eyes adjust to the now darkened booth. It is massive and it is hanging a good 10 inches down the wall of the booth. Feeling a little afraid but then remembering that the door is locked and her husband is in the store, and she becomes more adventurous. She reaches out and grasps the thick rod in her hand and squeezes it.
"My God, it's so heavy," she says loudly. She bounces it gently and it begins to grow as she starts stroking.
"Suck it!" The command comes.
Helen lifts the cock to her mouth and smells it. The musky but clean odor turns her pussy juices on more. Now her tongue comes out and licks the underside of the cock, working her way to the bulbous head.
"It's now or never," she thinks to herself. |