Dragging Max into the bathrooms way in the back of the warehouse-turned-partyhouse hadn’t been terribly difficult, despite him towering over you at nearly seven feet, you yourself being only five-six, and easily outmassing you. Obviously, if he hadn’t wanted to come with you, there’d have been nothing you could’ve done about it.
But the bulge in his trousers had told you everything you needed to know.
Now in the rarely used, if still immaculate and clean, bathrooms, you eagerly pulled his trousers down, undoing the belt in a deft movement that seemed to surprise him, you were very nearly smacked in the face as his cock, currently nearly eight inches long and still growing, sprang out. It didn’t, however, spare you the small droplets of pre that were flicked off, and onto your dress.
“Sorry.” He said, sounding slightly amused and not the least bit sorry.
In response, you pulled your arms out of the straps holding your dress up, and pulled it down over your tits, discarding the slim, strapless bra you wore. You watched his still growing cock jerk, and you smirked. “It’s fine.”
You knew you’d never be able to take him in your mouth, his cock seeming to stop growing at sixteen inches. But, you still wanted to taste him. Opening your mouth, you started to lick and tease the flared head of his cock, a steady flow of precum flowing from the tip of the massive cock.
With each lick, whether it be short taste, or long and drawn out, Max grunted and groaned. You could also feel you cunt running like a river, juices running down your thigh. You so desperately wanted this thing inside you.
And you wanted it now!
Standing up, rubbing your hands up and down his chest, you…