Unseen Ecstasy in the Lavatory

In the bustling public restroom, the anticipation builds as he locks the door behind him. The sound of running water camouflages his heavy breathing. He leans against the cool tile, his heart pounding in his chest. His hand slides down, wrapping around his throbbing cock, feeling every vein, every ridge. He strokes slowly, building a rhythm, his mind filled with illicit thoughts. The door creaks open, but he doesn't stop. The thrill of being caught, the danger, only spurs him on. His grip tightens, his strokes become more urgent. He can feel the pressure building, his balls tightening. He bites his lip to stifle a moan as he feels his hot cum spill over his hand, filling the room with its scent.

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