Colin felt those soft, velvety lips pump along his throbbing rod as the dark haired woman unbuttoned her blue shirt and threw it right next to him.
“Wait a minute, you’re that security guard from the theatre!” Colin said as he spotted the badge and radio attached to her shirt.
“Mmmmmmph hmmmmph.” The blonde mumbled as she slipped his dong between her breasts and began to massage it while licking the tip.
Before the big flash, this lady was in her late forties, crows feet, short grey hair, small chest. After being bathed in the pink light, she was the complete opposite of that. They were the same age now, the birth year on her badge the same year he was born. Her hair was a shiny sleek blonde and flowed all the way to the middle of her back. And her breasts? Biggest upgrade easily.
She continued to rub her big meaty F cups against his cock as she eagerly sucked it.
“Yeah, I gotta go- Ahhhhhhhhh!” Colin said as his cock squirted out.
“Stay.” The blonde guard flared with her deep hazel eyes “I’m not done yet.”
Colin sat there yowling out as she sucked his member even harder, slurping down his jizz for another half hour until he screamed loud enough to be heard over the music.
Sam and Lucy ran over to Christy’s car as the music went silent.
“Colin! Are you okay?!” Sam yelled as she flung the door open.
The security guard wiped her breasts off with a fistful of fast food napkins before slipping her bra and uniform top back on.
“He’s fine... and yummy...” the blonde said, turning and winking to him at that second part.
“See you, Angel.” Colin said.
“Bye sexy.” The blonde winked.
“Why the pet names all of a sudden?!” Lucy stamped.
“That’s my actual name.” The guard said as she pointed to her badge.
Lucy went quiet as she helped Sam get the sucked dry Colin to his feet and back in the theatre.