After nearly an hour, the small toilet booth was thick with the scent of sex and sweat.
Rohit sat on the closed commode wearing nothing but his vest, legs spread.
Between his thighs, Akanksha knelt completely naked, her soft lips wrapped around his semi-hard cock.
They had already done it three times. Each time Rohit had emptied himself deep into her pussy, and each time she had taken every drop like she was starving for it.
Thick, pearly semen slowly dripped from her swollen, well-fucked pussy onto the tiled floor. She lazily cleaned herself with toilet paper while still sucking on the head of his cock with slow, lazy strokes.
Her glossy lips glided along his shaft, coating him with a mixture of her saliva and his earlier releases.
Even soft, his cock filled her mouth beautifully. As she sucked lovingly, his veins began to flare back to life, swelling against her tongue.
"Argh"
