Dane Jones Czech redhead Kaira Love POV blowjob and sex while shopping

I was strolling through the fucking mall, trying to find something to jack off to later, when I spotted her. Kaira Love, a Czech redhead with tits that looked like they’d been poured into her strapless dress. She was eyeing a pair of panties, her fingers tracing the lace edge. I moved in close, my cock already stiff, and whispered in her ear, “Need help picking something out?” She turned, her green eyes locking onto mine, and smiled. “Only if you’re good with your hands.” I grabbed her waist, pulling her against me. She could feel my hardness, and her breath hitched. I spun her around, pushing her against the railing. Her dress rode up, revealing her thighs, and I hiked it higher, exposing her bare ass. I jerked my belt loose, freeing my cock. She glanced back, her mouth parting as she saw my length. I rubbed the head against her pussy, feeling her wetness. “Fuck me,” she breathed. I didn’t need to be told twice. I slammed into her, my hips pounding against her ass. She gripped the railing, her knuckles white, as I fucked her hard, right there in the middle of the mall. People walked by, some giving us curious glances, but we didn’t give a shit. I reached around, my fingers finding her clit. She moaned, her body shaking as I rubbed her in tight circles. Her pussy clamped down on my cock, and I knew she was close. I leaned over, my teeth sinking into her shoulder as I came, my cock pulsing inside her. She cried out, her body convulsing with her orgasm. I pulled out, my cum dripping down her thighs. She turned, a smirk on her face, and licked her lips. “Thanks for the help,” she said, adjusting her dress. I just grinned, tucking my cock back into my pants. “Anytime, sweetheart.”

Now, the cock-fueled shopping wasn’t over. Kaira grabbed my hand, her fingers tracing the veins on my shaft as it strained against the fabric of my pants. “Let’s find something for you to wear,” she purred, leading me towards a clothing rack. She pulled out a shirt, her eyes never leaving my crotch. “Try this on,” she commanded, pushing me towards the changing room. I stepped inside, my cock throbbing with anticipation. She followed, closing the door behind her. She dropped to her knees, her hands working to free my cock again. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust, as she took me into her mouth. Her lips wrapped around my shaft, her tongue swirling around the head. I groaned, my hands tangling in her hair. She bobbed her head, taking me deeper with each pass. I could feel the back of her throat, and I knew she was pushing herself to take me all in. Her hands gripped my ass, pulling me closer, and I felt myself hit the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, but didn’t pull back. Instead, she looked up at me, tears streaming down her face, and took me even deeper. I could feel my orgasm building, but I didn’t want to come in her mouth. Not yet. I pulled her up, spinning her around and bending her over the changing room bench. I lifted her dress, exposing her ass again. I spit on her pussy, rubbing my saliva into her folds. She moaned, pushing back against my hand. I lined up my cock, slamming into her hard. She cried out, her body shaking with the force of my thrusts. I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh, as I fucked her rough and deep. Her pussy was slick, her juices coating my cock as I pounded into her. I reached around, my fingers finding her clit again. I rubbed her in fast circles, feeling her body tense as her orgasm built. She came with a scream, her body convulsing around my cock. I followed soon after, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my cum. We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies slick with sweat, before she pulled away, a satisfied smile on her face. “Think that’s my size,” she said, adjusting her dress and sauntering out of the changing room, leaving me breathless and spent.