The cubicle was even seedier than she'd imagined. It smelt of stale sweat, cheap perfume - and sex. When a cock suddenly poked through a hole in the flimsy partition, she gasped. Although expected, it was still startling. Recovering, she squatted - No kneeling on this carpet - and stroked the shaft. Receding foreskin revealed an impressive dome, and a grunt greeted her opening suck.
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