Anonymous Delights in the Dark

The cramped, dimly lit booth hums with the silent rhythm of her eager sucking, the stranger's breath hitching on the other side. Her tongue explores every inch of the rigid flesh, tracing the veins, swirling around the sensitive tip, tasting the pre-cum that beads at the slit. She can feel his pleasure, his need, as he pushes deeper into her mouth, his hips moving in sync with her bobbing head. The booth fills with the wet sounds of her oral ministrations, the scent of sex heavy in the air, as she brings him closer and closer to release.

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