There's a gloryhole here?

Taylor heard a knock next to her, and her eyes shot over to the source of the sound. She hadn't really looked around when she got in here. Her mind was on one thing and one thing only: fucking her holes. But if she'd taken even a second to glance at her surroundings, the gloryhole on the side of the bathroom stall would've been immediately obvious.

It was even more obvious now, as seven or more inches of thick cock was now sticking through it. For just a second, through pure shock, Taylor's hands stopped moving. But almost just as quickly, they started working again, the erect cock inches from her face making her feel even more turned on. She stared, jaw slack and brain fuzzy, at the cock as she masturbated furiously.

There it was. An actual dick. An opportunity to touch one. And she didn't even have to work up the courage to talk to a guy first. It was close enough to taste. Literally.