I pushed the bathroom door open, the heavy wood creaking slightly as it gave way to the humid, dimly lit space inside. My heart hammered against my ribs, expecting to find the bathroom empty, but instead, my eyes locked onto Penelope.
She was sitting right there on the closed toilet lid, completely naked and completely shameless. She was leaning back slightly against the porcelain tank, her posture oozing a dangerous, confident energy. Her long legs were casually parted to the sides, resting wide against the cold tiles, putting the smooth, plump lips of her pussy on full display. A neat, soft patch of dark hair sat right on top of her mound, drawing the eye directly to the glistening pink flesh beneath it.
"You fucking pervert," she said, her voice a low, smoky purr. Her smirk never dissipated, stretching into a wicked, knowing smile that told me she had been waiting for exactly this moment. "Come fuck me."
