"Ahhm… Aeri…" I gasped, my voice low and shaky. She was straddling me on the toilet seat in the small cubicle, her hand stroking my hard dick right under her pussy. The feeling of her soft fingers moving up and down made my cock throb with need.
"What? You don't love my touch?" she asked in a teasing tone. One of her hands cupped my cheeks while the other kept stroking my cock slowly, her fingers feeling warm and smooth.
"Of course I love it more than anything, babe," I said, leaning forward and kissing her in a deep smooch.
Our lips locked tightly. Our tongues collided and rolled together in a passionate kiss. My hands rested on her hips, feeling her soft skin as she guided herself on me. The small washroom cubicle felt even hotter with our bodies so close.
