Queen of public sex fucks the ticket clerk in full performance [Cinema]

The dim cinema lights flickered as she strutted down the aisle, her pink top clinging to her tits, glasses perched on her face. She didn’t buy a ticket, just walked right in, hips swaying, a queen owning her domain. The ticket clerk, a lanky kid with wide eyes, watched her approach, his mouth agape. She leaned over the counter, her breath hot on his ear. “You wanna fuck, kid? Right here, right now.” No time for pleasantries, she grabbed his hand, shoved it up her skirt, made him feel her soaked pussy. He stuttered, eyes wide, but his cock was already hard, straining against his pants. She smirked, unzipped him, pulled out his thick shaft. “Good boy,” she purred, stroking him rough and fast. She dropped to her knees, took him deep, gagged on his length. She pulled back, spit glistening on her chin, and looked up at him. “Fuck my face, kid. Show me what you’ve got.” He hesitated, then grabbed her hair, thrusting into her mouth, choking her. She moaned, the sound vibrating around his cock. She pulled off, gasping, and stood up, turning around, bending over the counter, her ass in the air. “Fuck me,” she demanded. “Fuck me hard.” He didn’t need to be told twice, his cock sliding into her wet pussy, pounding her rough and dirty. The cinema lights flickered again, casting eerie shadows on the walls as he fucked her, his balls slapping against her ass, her moans filling the air. She reached back, grabbed his balls, squeezing them tight as he came, his cum filling her up. She turned around, her mouth open, and he knew exactly what she wanted. He pulled out, his cock still hard, and she sucked him clean, swallowing every last drop.