Kasumi's body trembled against mine. She tried to shift away, but the tiny cubicle left no space. Every small movement only made my rock-hard cock rub more firmly against her soft belly.
She bit her lip hard, trying to suppress a soft whimper as my cock throbbed again, poking insistently into her. Her grip on my kimono tightened even more, knuckles turning white.
The couple next door kept getting louder.
Woman: "Cum in my mouth—! Feed me your load while we're in the women's toilet—! I want to swallow it like a whore—!"
Man: "Fuck… I'm close… Take every drop, slut!"
Kasumi's thighs squeezed even tighter around my leg, almost desperately. I could feel her getting noticeably wetter — the scorching heat between her legs was now unmistakable, soaking through the thin layers of her kimono and burning against my thigh. Her full, heavy breasts heaved rapidly with every shaky breath, pressing softly but insistently into my chest.
