He Saw My Pornhub Shirt and Knew I Needed His Bareback Cock

I wore my favorite Pornhub shirt to the club, thinking nothing of it. But he noticed. He sauntered over, eyes locked on the logo, a hungry grin spreading across his face. “Pornhub fan, huh?” he murmured, leaning in close. “I bet you love watching bareback videos.” I swallowed hard, my heart racing. He was right. And apparently, he was packing. Without warning, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. Pinning me against the stall door, he kissed me roughly, his tongue invading my mouth. “I’m gonna give you what you’re craving,” he growled, unbuckling his belt. My pants dropped to the floor as he spun me around and bent me over the toilet seat. I heard a zipper lower and then felt his thick cock pressing against my hole. “No condom,”