I looked towards the narrow, taped hole in the separator that I'd been extremely familiar with, at least from the other side. I didn't have to wait very long. After a few moments, I saw a 5-inch c**k with smooth white skin, and a pink rounded tip push through the opening. I could smell it as well, the thick musky scent of arousal. It filled my little stall and made my mouth water. In a moment, I heard the metal crinkle and I knew that the person on the other side was pressed all the way against the separator.
I quickly slid off of the toilet seat and dropped to my knees on the dirty floor. I was looking the c**k, essentially, in the face. It was twitching slightly and just the sight of it made my mouth water. I felt my own c**k stiffening underneath my skirt, pressing against my tight pan
