Wank223, alone in a public restroom, can't resist the temptation. He unzips, pulling out his throbbing cock, already rock-hard from the thrill of his secret tryst. He strokes it slowly, feeling the pulse against his palm, imagining the eyes that might catch him through the mirror. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his fist pumping up and down the length of his shaft. He feels the heat building, the pleasure rising, and with a final, shuddering groan, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he paints the porcelain with his seed.