Stumbled into the hostel bathroom just in time — thick cock gripped tight, veins popping. The door wasn’t fully shut. A towel on the sink, steam still clinging to the mirror. He didn’t notice at first, but then her shadow crossed under the gap. She pauses outside, listening... fingers twitching faster when she knocks once before pushing it open just enough to see him stroking hard against the wall. No words yet — just that smirk like she’s been waiting for this moment too long. The angle shoves his arm up higher with each stroke; pre-cum glistens even from here.
