Quickie public in women changing room [Extreme]

The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a cold glow over the changing room. I duck behind a curtain, kicking off my jeans, eager to try on the silky pink number I’d spotted. My tits bounce free as I tug off my bra, the chill of the room hardening my nipples. I’m about to slip into the dress when a shadow moves outside my curtain. A hand parts the fabric, revealing a pair of dark eyes and a smirking mouth. A stranger, his cock already hard and straining against his pants. He pushes in, curtain still clinging to his shoulders, and drops to his knees. His tongue flicks out, licking a hot stripe up my inner thigh. I gasp, pressing a hand to his head, fingers tangling in his hair. He grips my ass, pulling me closer, his tongue finding my slick cunt. He laps at me, sucking my clit into his mouth, finger fucking me hard. I grind against his face, moans echoing in the tiled room, as he devours my pussy, rough and dirty, right there in the public changing room.

Suddenly, he stands, spinning me around, bending me over the bench. My tits squash against the cool surface as he hikes up my dress, exposing my ass. His pants hit the floor, and he kicks them aside, cock thick and veiny, bobbing obscenely. He spits on his hand, rubbing it over his shaft, then lines up with my cunt. With a brutal thrust, he’s inside me, stretching me wide. He fucks me hard, each slam echoing off the walls. His balls slap against my clit, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. I reach back, gripping his thigh, pulling him deeper. His grunts fill the air, mixing with my cries, as he pounds into me, a wild, animalistic fuck in the heart of the women’s changing room.