Dank and filled with the distinctively masculine scent of sweat and man funk, every glory hole cubicle tells its own story by its array of unmentionable stains. Bending down to peer through the hole, the subdued lighting adds an air of mystique to this tall figure behind the wall. I intently stroke the outline of the hole as he unzips, stepping closer to emerge from the shadows sporting an enormous curved dick. After taking a moment to marvel at its perfection. My cum slut instinct makes me back onto his meaty fuck pole in one stroke. He stands firm on the other side to ensure every forward thrust pushes his thick shaft even deeper. I arch my back, gyrating on his groin till he explodes controllably. This is still one of my favourite breeding moments that show every pulsation and vein flexing in me during orgasm.