buying new dresses can’t stop my masturbatting in the fitting room -Risky masturbation [Public Candid & Creepshots]

The camera panned down the curve of her spine, lingering on the sweet dimples above her ass, as she tugged the green dress down over her plump hips. She wasn’t in the fitting room for long before the door clicked shut and her fingers were dipping into her soaked pussy, spreading her lips wide to give herself some relief. Legs spread, back arched, she fucked herself with three fingers, the sound of her juices slapping against her skin filling the small space. Her other hand gripped the bench, knuckles white, as she ground her palm against her clit, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. The risk of getting caught only heightened her arousal, her body trembling on the edge of release.

Her eyes flicked to the door, heart pounding, as she imagined a stranger catching her in the act. She bit her lip, stifling a moan, as she thrust her fingers deeper, her walls clenching around them. She couldn’t help but picture some perverted creepshots of her desperate fucking, her legs splayed wide, dress hiked up around her waist. The thought of some sick fuck jerking off to her public candid made her pussy clench harder, her orgasm crashing over her. She rode out her waves of pleasure, fingers coated in her sticky juices, a filthy smile playing on her lips. She knew she’d be back for more, the thrill of risky masturbation too intoxicating to resist.