Anonymous Cock Worship in the Wall

A secretive, latex-clad figure slides into the booth, the scent of sex and sweat already heavy in the air. A desperate, muffled moan escapes from the other side of the partition, a clear invitation. She leans in, her skilled tongue tracing the throbbing veins of the anonymous phallus presented to her. She takes it deep, her throat muscles constricting around it, eliciting a grunt from the faceless stranger. He thrusts, fucking her mouth, using her. She's dripping wet, her own neglected pussy throbbing, but she focuses on the task at hand, bringing him to release, relishing the salty flood that fills her mouth.

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