Kasumi looked up at me, her face burning with intense shame, her voice barely a whisper. "Jack… they're being so loud… and so dirty… really shameless." She shifted nervously on her feet, thighs pressing tightly together under her elegant kimono as the vulgar sounds continued echoing from the other washroom.
"Ahhh—! Yes! Fuck my pussy harder! Break it open—!!" "Take this fat cock, you public whore! Gonna fill your sloppy cunt right here where anyone can hear you scream!"
Kasumi's breath hitched sharply. "Let's go somewhere else…" she whispered urgently, tugging my sleeve with trembling fingers.
We quickly walked away from the noisy area. Kasumi stayed glued to my side the entire way, her cheeks still flushed a deep, adorable crimson. She kept muttering under her breath, completely flustered and embarrassed.
"How can they do that in public…? Aren't they afraid someone will find them…? What are these people even thinking…?" she whispered repeatedly, voice shaky with disbelief.
