3 hours, 19 minutes ago
22 Views
I was sitting at the corner table, half-drunk, shoving the last bites of my burger into my mouth when this absolute goddess walked past me toward the bathroom. Silver hair, tiny black leather outfit barely containing her massive tits, long legs, the kind of body that makes you forget your own name. She looked like she’d just come from the club — flushed, horny, and dangerous. A couple minutes later, the tired-looking bathroom cleaner in his dirty blue overalls slipped in after her, mop in hand. At first I thought nothing of it. Then the sounds started. Clap… clap… clap… Quick, rhythmic, wet slapping noises coming from behind the bathroom door. My fork froze halfway to my mouth. The clapping got faster… harder… and then it turned into loud, shameless moaning. Real whore moans. The kind that echo. My cock went rock-hard instantly in my pants. I could picture it — that blonde slut bent over the sink, tits bouncing, getting absolutely railed by the cleaner. The moans got louder, more desperate, mixed with the sound of skin slapping skin. I sat there gripping the edge of the table, burger forgotten, heart pounding, seriously considering just walking over and cracking that door open to watch. Holy fuck… what is happening in there?
No comments yet.