An hour.

“What would you say to an hour?” I asked.

He smiled, “An hour it is, but if we are going to be here that long, maybe you want to get more comfortable.” I knew what he was suggesting and nodded. As he set the machine to play for another hour, I peeled my top off and dropped it onto the bench. I then stood up and turned my back to the hole in the wall. I undid my skirt and bent forward at the waist as I slowly peeled it down my legs.

The guy on the other side would have a clear view of my arse and probably cunt between my legs. I dropped the skirt onto the bench along with my top and turned around completely naked for the stranger to see. He could see my tats, my piercings, my cunt and arse. I was completely on display.

I had forgotten Mark was even in the booth we me so jumped when he spoke, “Wow, you are such a sexy slut.” He said. I felt stupid for it but blushed horribly before leaning into him to kiss him. “So, this is your fantasy,” he whispered, “you tell me what you want.”

I nodded thinking, “I want to suck your cock.” I said, “I want to kneel down on this filthy floor and let the man through the hole watch as you **** my face.”

He groaned as I reached for his pants before responding, “Men.” He tilted his head to the side of the booth with the slightly larger hole. Through it were two eyes and the bridge of a nose, creases of age showed around his eyes. His skin was dark and there were traces of grey in his eyebrows.

I shuddered as I knelt down, my pussy tingling and my mouth watering. I freed his cock from his pants and underwear and kissed his cockhead. He moaned as I gently sucked on his tip. Moving my legs to get more comfortable, I found my knees were sticking to the floor, this was all so debased.

I moaned and started to bob my head as I fingered my cunt, “Who’s a little slut.” Mark said loud enough for the voyeurs to hear.

I leant back a little, smiling with his cock head nestled between my teeth my lips pulled back in a joyful grin. I went back to sucking his cock as I felt his hands grabbed my hair, he pulled me off his cock forcefully. “Who’s a little slut?” He asked again.

My smile returned, “I am.” I said. He nodded and pulled my head forward, dutifully I opened my mouth and let him pull me as far down his cock as he liked. I didn’t try and stifle the gaging sounds as he pushed his cock deep into my throat as I thought our viewers would enjoy it more.

His moans grew as he fucked my face but soon he slowed and pulled my head back, “I don’t want to cum yet.” I nodded but stayed kneeling as I looked around. Out of one hole there now pointed a white cock, it was a fair, thought not large size, and on the other side there was a beckoning hand coming through the hole at chest height.

Mark smiled, “Pick one.” He said.