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Sex at the Mall | No.Eight | 15

 

You sprint quickly into the garden supply store. By now, you've pulled further ahead of the security guard, and you take the precious few seconds until she arrives to hide amongst the rows of fake trees and shrubs to your right. You push your way into the plastic foliage and stand there panting heavily.

You see the security guard run into the shop and skid to a halt. She looks around, also breathing heavily from her latest exertion. You find yourself hypnotically mesmerised by the rising and falling of her ample chest, and the glistening sweat on her pale skin.

Now that you have the time to look at her properly, you realise just how hot she is. She looks to be in her late twenties or early thirties, long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail and sparkling blue eyes. You almost feel like giving yourself in to this hottie right now. Maybe you could get her to let you go, and get a little something from her at the same time...

But now that you look around, you realise this store is full of babes you'd like to fuck. To your right, just down the aisle you're standing in, you can see an attractive teen redhead arranging tools on the shelves. Although you're only looking at her side on, her breasts look to be a C cup, and she's got one of the nicest asses you've seen all day.

Then again, there's a Latina girl behind the counter you can see between the fake trees. She has features that would suit a model, long, lustrous black hair and huge tits; easily a D-cup, maybe even an E-cup. You find yourself unable to control the bulge in your shorts just looking at her.

Maybe turning yourself in isn't the best option...

The security guard's gaze passes over where you're hiding without seeing you, and she turns to leave once more.

 

What do you do?


          Go for the redhead

 
 
 

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