Travelling through Devon this week I pulled into a toilet stop just off the A30. I parked up and dashed across to the Gents in desperate need of a pee. As I entered I was shocked to see a blonde woman wearing a long black leather coat and black knee length leather boots quickly enter one of the cubicles. I double checked I hadn't entered the Ladies by mistake - I hadn't. I then thought she might be in there with her boyfriend so entered the only other cubicle, next to where she'd bolted. As I took my cock out to pee I read the explicit grafitti and started getting turned on - hoping I'd soon be hearing the woman next door with her boyfriend. It remained quiet so after waiting for about 5 minutes I left the cubicle to wash my hands and leave. Still feeling turned on and with my semi hard-on making me braver than normal, I gently pushed the cubicle door. To my shock it slowly fell open and I saw the woman stood alone with her hands on her hips just looking at me. 'Oh, sorry' I quickly exclaimed. 'Come in' she said in a voice deep enough for me to study 'her' closer. I suddenly realised it wasn't a woman but a very convincing TV with slutty red lipstick that 'she' ran 'her' tongue over in a well practiced slutty way. I've never been interested in anything like that before but stepped into the cubicle transfixed by 'her'. She unbuttoned her coat to reveal silk panties and a pink t-shirt bearing the legend 'Vixen -Oral Slut'. She raised her eyebrows, half smiled and sank to her knees in front of me. She swiftly unzipped my trousers and hauled them down to my knees. Vixen then gently rubbed my stiffening cock through my pants, looked up into my eyes coyly and whispered 'Can I suck it?' I got cold feet and said no, although my ever expanding cock was indicating otherwise to Vixen. 'Can I wank over you?' I blurted out. 'Sure' she smiled and tilted her head back and slowly opened her mouth letting her tongue slowly escape. I pulled my cock from my pants and it was already wet at the tip. I took a tight grip and began pumping it inches from her open mouth. After only a minute or so I was ready to unload and gave in. 'Suck it bitch' I moaned and a delighted Vixen moved forward to engulf my 6" in her wet warm mouth. 'Oh you fucking slut' I whispered as I felt my balls tingle and my cock sent spurt after spurt down her throat. After I'd stopped cumming she let my cock drop from between her lips and I quickly pulled myself together and got the hell out of there. Once in the car I calmed down a bit and noticed two middle aged guys making their way across the car park to the toilets. Out of curiosity I waited to see if they'd come dashing out embarrassed at seeing a TV in there. After ten minutes I figured they too must be enjoying her womanly charms. Just then they reappeared and wandered off to their cars. Feeling my cock starting to recover I quickly darted back to the toilets. Vixen's cubicle was slightly ajar and I gently nudged it open. She was sat on the toilet seat with cum all over her face and blonde wig. She looked so wanton that I took my prick out once more and offered it to her. The dirty bitch ran her hand over her face and gathered up a fistful of cum which she then slapped over her arsehole as she turned around, bent over the toilet and offered me her tight looking hole. I was horny but not completely reckless so just shoved a finger up her, lubricated by the cum she'd applied. She pushed back against my knuckle and seemed to be wanking her own cock before finally moaning as I heard three or four splats of cum hit the toilet floor. With that I cleared off for the second and last time, driving home with a huge erection and thoughts of revisiting that particular stop more regularly. Thanks Vixen - you were great sweetheart.