Is that a hole in the stall's side?

Upon closer inspection of the redhead's stall, you notice a small opening around crotch level... A gloryhole. "This is too easy," you think to yourself as you walk right up to it. Bending down to look through, you see the redhead sitting on the toilet, cheeks blushing furiously. She turns toward you and instantly recoils, putting her head in her hands. You chuckle to yourself, stand back up, and undo the zipper on your pants slowly, freeing your cock. You confidently shove it through the hole, hearing a brief shriek on the other side before the redhead covers her mouth.

"Come on now, it won't bite," you say, urging her to make a response.

"Why are you doing this..." comes the reply after a long pause.

"The moment I saw you, I wanted you."

"Why would you want me?"

Growing impatient, you decide you've played around enough. You feel that now is the time to apply your power.

"Because you make me so hard...feel how hard I am for you."

"I don't think I should..."

It seems like her deep innocence is interfering with the universal acceptance. You press on: "No, I insist. Go on, wrap your hand around me."

"O-okay." She gives in, and you can feel her wrap her lithe fingers around your shaft.

"Mmm, that's it...that's not so bad, is it?"

"I guess not... I've never done this before, so if I'm bad then I'm sorry..." she replies in a low, self-deprecating tone.

Time to really start playing with her, you think to yourself. "I know how you could make it better. You want to get better, don't you?"

"Yes...yes, of course. Tell me what to do."