Groan hard, fucking the stranger mouth from the glory hole

You pick up the pace thrust fast into the hole. You groan "Fuck yes, take it slut," gripping the partition wall for leverage, knuckles white holding onto the wall. Her lips stretch obscenely around your girth, tongue fluttering desperately against the underside. The hot suction pulls a ragged gasp from you her throat muscles clench in reflexive swallows that feel like velvet strangulation.

Her mouth feels perfect like velvet wrapped around fire. Each thrust pushes deeper, hitting the back of her throat with a slick, gagging choke that only makes you pulse harder. You hear her whimper around you, high, desperate, broken, and it drives you wild. Your hips snap forward harder, the filthy rhythm echoing off the tiles, the wet slap of skin against laminate, her gagging swallows, the sharp grind of your belt buckle scraping the partition. Sweat drips down your temple, the cheap air freshener flavor drowned by musk, sex, and the acidic tang of her spit.

"Get ready to taste my load sweetheart. I think you'll love it." Your voice, rough and unfamiliar even to your own ears, rasps through the partition. Elsa’s muffled whimper vibrates around your shaft a desperate, needy sound that coils tight in your belly.

Her throat convulses, tightening like a slick fist as you piston relentlessly into that hot, wet heaven. The rhythm is brutal now the thwap-thwap-thwap of your hips slamming against the laminate, the choked gags punctuating each thrust.

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