Office Toilet 5

I didn't give Julie a chance to speak, my hips continuing their relentless pace as I fucked her hard and deep. Her moans escaped from her mouth in a steady stream of desperate, breathy sounds. "Ah, aah, aaaah, hmmmmmm," she cried out, her body shaking with each powerful thrust.

The woman in the next cubicle knocked on the wall, her voice filled with a mix of concern and curiosity. "Are you really constipated? What did you eat? You sound like you're in a lot of pain," she asked, her questions probing and insistent.

Julie's eyes widened, her body tensing as she tried to form a coherent response. I clamped my hand over her mouth again, muffling her moans as I leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Don't answer her, Julie. Let her wonder. Let her listen to you moan and scream my name. Let her imagine what's really happening in here."

I continued to ram my hips upward, my cock sliding in and out of her tight, wet pussy with increasing urgency.