Brittany in the men's bathroom

Brittany slipped into the men’s bathroom like she owned the place. The tiled walls stank of piss and sweat. It hit her low in the belly and made her cunt slick before she even touched it. She stripped fast, dropped her clothes on the dirty floor, and climbed up on the long row of sinks. Legs spread wide, she rubbed two fingers straight over her clit, then pushed them deep inside. Juice ran down her knuckles and dripped onto the porcelain. She had come prepared. The thick dildo slid from her bag, already lubed. She pressed the fat head to her opening, watched in the mirror as it stretched her open, inch by inch, until her lips hugged the base. One hand worked the toy in hard, steady strokes; the other circled her swollen clit. Her moans bounced off the tiles, filthy and loud, every thrust sending wet sounds echoing through the empty room. She fucked herself faster, hips rocking, until her thighs shook and she came hard around the buzzing silicone, leaving a wet streak across the sink.