Anonymous Strokes in Sultry Stall

The stall door creaks open, revealing a mysterious figure, their breath ragged and eyes darting nervously. They lock the door, heart pounding in anticipation. Unzipping, they reveal a throbbing, sweat-kissed dick, already stiff and hungry. The cramped space fills with the smell of sex as they stroke, slow and steady, the wet sound of flesh on flesh echoing in the otherwise silent room. Each thrust of their hips brings them closer to release, the risk of getting caught only heightening their pleasure.

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