Omg we got caught fucking in a dressing room! [Caught in Public]

The lights flickered weakly over the grimy mirrors of the fitting room. My cock was slick, buried deep inside her ass as she gripped the towel rack, her hands shaking. She yelped quietly, biting her lip every time my hips slammed against her round cheeks, each thrust echoing off the thin walls. The dress she had tried on earlier lay crumpled on the floor, a forgotten remnant of our desperate need. I fucked her hard, relentless, my balls slapping against her skin, the sound of raw, dirty fucking filling the air. She moaned, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure, her body trembling as she took every inch of my cock. Suddenly, the door handle jiggled. Someone was trying to get in. Panic surged, but the thrill of getting caught only made me fuck her harder, faster, my cock pounding into her ass with wild abandon. Her eyes widened, but she didn’t stop, didn’t slow down. She pushed back against me, meeting every thrust, her body begging for more. The handle jiggled again, more insistently this time. We were fucking in public, caught in the act, and the danger only heightened our lust. I grabbed her hips, pulling her back onto my cock, my body tensing as I prepared to cum deep inside her tight ass. Her moans grew louder, more urgent, and I knew she was close. The door handle rattled one last time before we both exploded, our orgasms crashing over us like a wave, leaving us breathless and spent, our bodies slick with sweat and cum.