Myra and I exchange a glance, our hearts pounding wildly. Despite the tense situation, I can still feel her pussy clench around my softening cock.
BANG! BANG!
"Someone's inside," Myra calls out, her voice slightly shaky.
"Ugh…"
"Someone's inside!" she repeats, louder this time.
"Damn it! Why are all the toilets either occupied or filthy as hell?" a voice outside grumbles before the sound of footsteps retreating echoes. From the tone, it's clear the person is another participant like us.
Letting out a collective sigh of relief, Myra and I lock lips again, and before I know it, my cock hardens inside her. Without hesitation, we dive into round two.
