Voyeuristic Pussy Melt: Store Clerk Gets Wet Watching Random Fucking in Bar!

The bar air was thick with cheap whiskey, sweat, and the metallic musk of raw desire. We were tucked into a velvet booth, the stage lights illuminating a couple absolutely tearing each other apart—a perfect, primal spectacle. But all I could focus on was the weight of Kenji’s cock grinding against my damp slit, his hands cupping my ass like they owned it. Watching those strangers squirt, hearing the wet, rhythmic slap of their bodies, sent jolts straight through my core. My pussy was already slick, dripping hot and salty onto the leather, throbbing violently around his thick shaft. He leaned down, his breath hot and smelling of cinnamon, pressing his mouth to the swollen nub of my clit. “Fuck me harder, baby. Let them see you take it,” he growled, his voice a deep, vibrating rumble in my ear. His hips slammed into me, driving a wave of delicious agony up my spine. “Take my cock deep, right here in front of everyone!” I gasped, arching my back, feeling the perfect friction. “Cum inside me! I want their eyes on your cumshot!”