Depraved Desires
Depraved Desires As I entered that dimly lit disco bathroom – I could feel my heart racing – my pulse quickening – my body tingling as I anticipated what was to come. It wasn’t just lust; it was a primal need for something more than casual encounters or safe sex at home. My curiosity and desire grew, and they led me deeper into the unknown territory of depraved desires that night. I made my way through the crowded bathroom, pushing past groups of girls lining up to use mirrors on their phones, until I reached the farthest stall – a …