The booth is completely empty except for one hole, carved into the wall, about three inches in diameter, and the following instructions painted in bold, black, capital letters above the hole: NO PEEKING UNTIL AFTER ORGASM! PEEKERS WILL NOT BE ALLOWED TO PARTICIPATE IN THE GLORYHOLE ACTIVITY! KNOCK TWICE BEFORE STICKING COCK THROUGH HOLE AND ONE OF OUR GIRLS WILL SERVICE YOU.
I can see from where I'm standing that a black velvet curtain, which appears to have some disturbing stains, covers the hole from the other end. My cock already semi-erect in anticipation, I knock thrice upon the wall. I pull my boxers over my erection and it springs out like a jack-in-the-box from beneath the elastic waistband. I direct it toward the hole and insert it, feeling only open air; the velvet curtain has been removed.
Feminine fingertips pet my cock from head to base a few times, using less of the fingers and more of the palm with each gentle stroke until my cock is now gripped firmly in the feminine fist, sliding along its girth forcefully yet tenderly. A soft wet tongue licks my cockhead as the mystery girl continues pumping my shaft with her loving hand. The tongue licks the underside of my cock, and soft lips plant themselves around the mushroom, sucking at it like a dainty infant, and suddenly, she bobs, taking the mass down her throat. After a moment with her nose no doubt pressed against the other side of the wall, my cock being yanked painfully through the hole with the tight grip of her thumb and index finger, she recedes to the point where just the tip of my penis rests between her angelic wet lips. She makes four or five more swift, strong milking motions along my length before slurping up the whole thing with another sudden bobbing of the head. She continues this trend with less and less fist pumps until her hand and head start moving together in a deep continuous headjob. Her pace is vigorous and her technique has been perfected, no doubt through much practice.
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