Teahouse women's restroom

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While having tea with a friend, I stumbled upon a truly delightful teahouse. Located in the heart of the development zone, it was quite upscale. The manager and waitresses were all dressed in business attire, and the clientele consisted mainly of upper-class individuals, especially the women, most of whom were graceful and beautiful. Drinking tea there was a truly enjoyable experience. When I went to the restroom, I opened the door and discovered there was only one, unisex. Considering there was another public restroom on this floor, it wasn't surprising. Some smaller shops don't even have restrooms. The door closed automatically, and watching it slowly shut, I couldn't help but feel a little excited. There were three stalls, with about ten centimeters of space between the partitions. The stall near the sink had the best lighting, so I instinctively went into the second stall and closed the door. Just then, I heard the sound of a door opening, and a woman walked lightly into the innermost stall. From her shoes, I could tell she was the manager. It was my first time there, and I didn't bring any equipment. Plus, I was already having sex, so I didn't really have any intention of peeping, but I still couldn't resist looking at the reflection on the other side of the partition. "Just taking some random pictures," I thought. I put my phone on airplane mode and silence, then set the camera parameters. Since I hadn't prepared beforehand, this process took me about 10 seconds. Anyway, I was just taking random pictures, so I didn't bother to aim properly or anything. I continued squatting and having sex, taking pictures with my phone based on experience. The supervisor was just urinating, so the pictures were over in less than half a minute. Since I wasn't finished, I casually watched some new videos. When I opened one, I was a little surprised. The supervisor's vagina was actually a narrow opening, and quite pink. I was delighted and also proud of my photography skills. The casual shots had perfect angles and focus. Although they were taken with a phone, the overall effect was still quite good.
Back home, I was a little excited. After years of peeping, I'd discovered many treasure troves in this area, but places with good lighting, high-quality women, and a high safety factor were rare. Previously, spending a whole day staking out a stinking public restroom wouldn't guarantee encountering many attractive women; sometimes, I'd even run into older women who were disgusting, or even women with rectal prolapse. Most importantly, teahouses are generally less frequented by low-class individuals, making them safer. I have a Nikon mirrorless camera, but such a prime location shouldn't be wasted without a better camera! So, I specifically bought a RX100 series camera, and the thought of those usually pampered and arrogant white-collar workers becoming my new camera's prey filled me with excitement! With everything ready, I arrived at the teahouse. The manager, Yixiantian, greeted me immediately upon entering. My plan to sneak into the restroom was ruined. Well, it was around three or four o'clock; the teahouse was less crowded, and the chances of finding someone to stake out weren't high. I casually ordered some Tieguanyin tea and a few snacks, then sat down at a table near the restroom.
As I walked over, I casually glanced around the teahouse. The women here were indeed of high quality. Among them, a pure-looking girl with long, curly hair was joking with her boyfriend, her smile, partially hidden behind her hand, particularly captivating. I noticed her immediately, my gaze lingering on her for about three seconds. She was fashionably dressed in a pink skirt, sheer stockings, and high heels, her curves accentuated. I dared not look too long, secretly thinking that if I could catch a glimpse of her today, the trip would be worthwhile.
A short while later, Yixiantian served me tea, followed quickly by snacks. I ate slowly, my eyes fixed on the woman in the pink skirt—slender legs, a petite waist, and slightly full hips, exuding the charm of a young woman. Lost in thought, I unknowingly finished a plate of dumplings, but couldn't even remember what they tasted like.
Preparation is key to success. To achieve a satisfactory result, much preparation is needed. I've already completed the initial site scouting, route planning, and equipment parameter adjustments. Now, I need to set up the miniature cameras. This time, I really went all out, bringing my best 4K miniature camera. This decision was absolutely wise, because I would have regretted it otherwise. Taking advantage of the absence of others, I put on disposable gloves and set up the miniature cameras in the three toilet trash cans. The trash can bags were black, which effectively concealed the miniature devices; they were difficult to spot without a very careful search. Normally, I wouldn't set up miniature cameras in the stall I planned to stay in, because they would also record my own movements. This time, to avoid any regrets, I risked setting up equipment in every stall.
Not long after returning to the tea table, she got up and walked towards me. This is promising! I thought, quickly grabbing a steamed bun, not daring to look at her anymore. She slowly passed by me, and I glanced sideways at her slender legs under her stockings and her pink and white high heels, catching the faint fragrance emanating from her, and my penis involuntarily hardened. Perfect, I wish I had a girlfriend like that. Hearing her open the bathroom door, I got up, glanced at her boyfriend playing on his phone, and turned to walk towards the bathroom.
I slowly but firmly pushed open the door, finding the first stall closed. Aren't girls supposed to prefer the inner stalls? She chose the first one, which also had the best lighting, as it was right next to the sink, allowing light to easily penetrate. Near the sink, I leaned over and peered through the screen of my black card at the scene inside. Good, she hadn't squatted down yet; taking off her stockings probably took time, so I could film the whole process. At that moment, the thought of using the black card to shoot a panoramic view flashed through my mind, but it was fleeting. The black card's image quality is much better than miniature devices, but the risk is also higher, especially since panoramic equipment was already set up inside, so I immediately dismissed the idea.
*Crunch*, a full, white bottom came into view, its curves incredibly beautiful. A tuft of dark pubic hair lined between her legs, her labia slightly thick, the pink labia minora closed like a budding flower. Pink and white high heels accentuated her graceful feet, the flesh-colored stockings contrasting beautifully with her white buttocks, highlighting the slenderness of her calves and the plumpness of her hips. Absolutely stunning, beautiful inside and out, and she might even be a virgin. Then, a clear stream of urine gushed from the tiny crease between her labia minora, hissing and steaming as it hit the toilet bowl. The urine slightly parted her labia; without it, I could probably see her tight vaginal opening. My heart pounded, but I had no time to care. I skillfully adjusted the focus, slowly magnifying her beautiful vulva, capturing this beautiful image, forever etching it into my memory. The urine output gradually decreased, a thin trickle flowing down her labia to her pale buttocks, dripping down in tiny drops. She must have wiped herself then. A little while passed, and she remained squatting, showing no sign of getting up. Perhaps she was playing on her phone? I wondered. Finally, her vulva slowly stirred. After a few wisps, her labia minora slightly parted, revealing a pink vulva. The opening was rather large, clearly indicating previous penetration, yet still alluringly pink. Accompanied by a soft moan, a piece of pale yellow feces emerged from beneath her plump buttocks, stretching her anus open. Her anus was small, pale in color, with dense folds radiating outwards from the anus, a few dark pubic hairs scattered around it. Even though I'm indifferent to women having sex, I couldn't help but be drawn to this scene. A little while later, she gently wiped her round, sexy buttocks and delicate, smooth vulva with her slender, white toilet paper. This beautiful woman was quite hygienic; she used three sheets of toilet paper in one go—quite wasteful!
Seeing her lift her buttocks, I quickly put away my camera and went into the second stall. She gracefully stepped out, and I, squatting under the partition, perfectly captured her entire figure. She looked even more beautiful in the mirror, especially her faint smile, which melted my heart.
Back home, I watched the panoramic video and saw her quietly urinating, her expression elegant. Little did she know, just a piece of wood away, a camera was filming everything! No, not just one camera, but two! Thinking about this, a surge of heat shot through me, a feeling of pure bliss.
From then on, this teahouse became my paradise, and many beautiful young women, white-collar workers, and fashionable girls became my prey. Not a single manager, waitress, or proprietress escaped my camera's view.

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