There was something so sexy about Sebastian's ability to lift Irene to press her against the stall door as they kissed.
The clear liquid dripped from her hole as soon as Sebastian removed her underwear. She was more than ready to be fucked, but he wanted to tease her more, making her crazy because she wasn't able to moan.
"Please … please just fuck me already," begged Irene.
Sebastian put his hand over her mouth when he heard a few men enter the restroom.
"Man, it's a pity I can't talk with that pretty lady."
"Which one?"
"The red hair one. She is literally my type, but she's too cold."
It turned out they were a bunch of men that flirted with Irene before Sebastian came.
"That's because you're too ugly for her! Can't you see that she immediately becomes sweet after a handsome man talks to her?"
What sweet?
Irene didn't think she became sweeter when she talked with Sebastian.
Or was she?