Bathroom stall tease turns to deep thrusts

After practice, she dragged him into the empty bathroom stall, her ponytail swinging as she hiked up her red skirt and blue jersey, fingers teasing her wetness while locking eyes with him. She whispered for him to watch, building the ache until she couldn't wait, bending over the toilet with a soft sigh, inviting him closer. Now, his hands gently grip her bare ass, sliding deep into her from behind, her body yielding with intimate warmth. She gasps low, ponytail bobbing softly, walls clenching around him in charged rhythm, the tiled walls echoing their hushed breaths as she rocks back, savoring every tender thrust.