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Sex at the Mall | draconiclycan76 | 5

 

"Yes, you can help me." You say with a wicked grin. "I'm looking for something in a pair of leather bondage bracelets."

To your surprise and delight, Tamara's smile widens as she moves a bit closer to you, her breast lightly brushing your arm. "I think I have just what you're looking for." She crooks a finger and motions for you to follow her to the back of the store. You look around at the boxes and racks of extra merchandise and cleaning supplies in the backroom before noticing an unmarked door to your left.

Tamara leans over to unlock the door. Since you have been following her, you can see the tight fabric of her pants strain against her ass to the point that you think the seams might break, not that you would mind if they did!

Once the door opens, Tamara stands up and motions you inside, closing the door behind you. Leaning seductively against the door, she unzips her boots, peeling them off before unzipping and sliding down her jeans. As the boots come off, and her jeans slowly slide down her hips, you can't help but stare at Tamara's shapely legs and a skimpy black leather thong that barely conceals her completely shaved pubic mound. She rubs the front of her thong with her left hand for a moment, her long red nails in stark contrast to the black leather, as she gives you the smile of a predator. "Now what can I help you with?"

 

What can Tamara help you with?


          Predatory snack

 
 
 

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