I had never been in a more awkward situation in my whole life; I wished I could disappear. I wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole. How had I even gotten into such a situation?
The playboy was watching me with a smirk on his face, while I did everything in my power not to look at him.
When would they finish up? Why was the guy taking so long to finish? Was he a wild beast? I could hear the force at the speed he was going, and he was being as ruthless as possible.
The girl was screaming and crying as he fucked her mercilessly, but she was definitely enjoying it. It must have been pleasure mixed with pain.
Anyway, I didn't care; I just wanted them to finish up and leave. I wanted out. I might have collapsed if I had remained in that small space with Mr. Playboy.
A louder scream escaped the girl's throat and almost caused me to run out of the stall. "Shh," I heard the boy hush her as her orgasm rushed out of her.
