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The neon glow of the club’s bathroom flickers as she straightens her stockings in the mirror, the lace clinging to her curves just enough to tease. He watches from the stall, drawn by a sound he shouldn’t hear. The scent of vanilla lingers between them as she slides the door open, her tongue tracing her lips when their eyes meet. His cock strains against his pants, already dripping for her. She straddles him on the damp tiles, gripping the stall handles while he grips her hips, his breath hot against her skin. The first drop of cream glistens on his tip, but she won’t let him enter yet—just rides the head until his moans match hers, her thighs trembling with anticipation.
Date: November 8, 2026
