Change position and take her in doggy style [Mainline]

You glance around the stall, looking for a better position. "Radha," you murmur, guiding her towards the closed toilet seat. "Bend over."

She obeys without hesitation, bending over the closed toilet seat, her back arched, presenting herself to you. The sight of her perfect, round ass and her smooth, shaved pussy is almost too much to handle. You position yourself behind her, your hands gripping her hips as you guide your erection to her entrance.

"Ready?" you ask, your voice trembling with anticipation.

She nods, looking over her shoulder at you, her eyes filled with lust. "Do it, Sujit. I need you."

You push forward, entering her slowly, feeling her warmth and tightness envelop you. She gasps, her fingers gripping the edges of the toilet seat for support. The sensation is incredible, the feeling of her walls squeezing you, pulling you deeper inside her. You start to move, your hips rocking against hers, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the small stall.

Unbeknownst to either of you, a shadowy figure moves through the darkened corridors of the office, footsteps silent against the polished floor. The figure's approach is deliberate, each step bringing them closer to the gents' toilet.

"God, Radha," you groan, your voice filled with pleasure. "You feel amazing."

She moans in response, her body arching with each thrust, her breasts swaying with the motion. You increase your pace, the intensity of your movements driving you both closer to the edge. The feeling of her tight, wet heat around you, combined with the sight of her bent over in front of you, is almost too much to bear.

As you continue thrusting into Radha, the world narrows down to the sensation of her body and the heat of the moment. Your hands grip her hips, your movements growing more urgent, driven by your shared passion. Suddenly, a knock sounds on the stall door: "Thak thak."

Both of you freeze, your minds racing. 'Who would be knocking on the toilet stall at this time of the night?' you whisper, your voice barely audible. Another "Thak thak" resounds, the sound more insistent this time.

Fear and surprise grip both of you. You quickly ask Radha to get into a corner of the stall, away from the door, to hide, given that this was a gents' toilet. You take a deep breath, ready to ask who is outside, when the door is suddenly kicked open with a single powerful blow.

Standing in the doorway is your boss, Mr. Unnikrishnan. His tall, muscular figure fills the frame, his dark, intimidating face staring intently at your naked bodies. Both of you quickly try to cover yourselves with your hands, awkwardly and ineffectively.

"S.. Sir, I.. I can expla...", you hesitantly try to explain the situation, your words stumbling out in broken sentences, but Unnikrishnan stops you mid-sentence. "I knew about your little secret affair all along," he says, his eyes roving over Radha's naked body. "Security cameras are everywhere."

Radha, trembling, tries to apologize. "Thi.. This will never happen again, sir. We're so sorr.. sorry."

Unnikrishnan's gaze doesn't leave her as he responds, "No need to be sorry. I'm here to teach you a lesson. In the jungle, only the mightiest of the lions gets to hunt the most beautiful of the deers." His analogy sinks in, the horror of the situation becoming painfully clear.

Unnikrishnan steps forward, towering over Radha, who is cornered on one side of the stall. He removes his formal shirt, revealing a dark-toned, hairy chest. He continues, unzipping and removing his trousers and underwear.

Radha's eyes widen in terror as Unnikrishnan's 10.5", soda-can-thick, dark black dick, with vains all over, springs free. She had never seen a cock this big. Tears roll down her cheeks as the depth of the situation hits her. You, cornered on the opposite side of the stall, is horrified as well looking at that moster of a cock and frantically try to think of a way out.

"Please, sir, don't do this," you plead, your voice shaky. "Let us go, please."

Unnikrishnan ignores you, placing his solid hand on Radha's shoulder and pushing her down. Her knees buckle under the **** as she drops to the floor, his monstrous shaft now level with her face, just inches away.

You think about intervening to save Radha...