The booth was wheeled into a brightly lit public area, drawing immediate attention from those passing by. Whispers and murmurs filled the air as people noticed the curvaceous figure trapped within, uncovered and restrained. Janelle could hear the commotion but couldn't see the stares and whispers. She focused on the hole in front of her, unaware of the lustful eyes that had gathered around the booth. Suddenly, a warm, pulsing hardness pressed against her lips. Janelle couldn't resist as a cock thrust through the hole, filling her mouth. She had no choice but to welcome the intrusion, her mouth instinctively adjusting to the rhythm. Simultaneously, she felt a pair of male hands roughly grab her ass, spreading her cheeks wide. The rip of another man's pants was a heart-pounding prospect, and Janelle felt the wetness of his erection tease her entrance. The cock nestled firmly, grinding against her soaking pussy, ready to dive in and claim her. The booth offered her no refuge, a cruel statement of her own vulnerability and the desires of those around.