Flashing tits and pussy in the hotel hall [Flashing]

The corridor’s fluorescent lights flickered over the sheer lace dress, clinging to her skin like a second layer of sweat. She stood there, a vision of debauchery in the sterile hotel hallway, her fingers tracing the edges of her dress, inching it higher. The thin fabric rode up, exposing the creamy flesh of her thighs, then higher still, revealing the glistening lips of her cunt. She didn’t just flash; she performed, a symphony of skin and lust, her fingers teasing the wet folds, spreading them wide to show the pink, swollen meat within. Her tits, heavy and full, strained against the lace, nipples hardening into tight buds as she cupped them, squeezing and pulling until they ached. She moaned softly, the sound echoing down the empty hall, a siren’s call to any who might pass by. Her eyes, wild and hungry, locked onto the lens, daring it to capture every filthy detail of her public exhibition.

She dropped to her knees, the dress pooling around her like a cloud of lust. Her hands roamed her body, squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples, while her other hand delved between her legs, fingers plunging deep into her cunt. She fucked herself with abandon, the wet sounds of her fingers slamming into her pussy filling the air. She pulled her fingers out, glistening with her juices, and brought them to her mouth, sucking them clean. Her eyes never left the lens, a challenge in her gaze. She stood up, the dress clinging to her wet skin, and turned around, bending over to give a clear view of her ass, her cunt lips peeking out from between her thighs. She reached back, spreading her ass cheeks, revealing the tight pucker of her asshole. She winked at the lens, a promise of more to come, before straightening up and sauntering away, leaving a trail of lust and anticipation in her wake.