Fur coat flapping open over a skimpy sequined bodysuit with crotch ripped wide, the blonde flasher parades her exposed pussy along brick-walled canal paths, thighs parted bold as cars roll past nearby. She plops down on a rickety chair by graffiti-covered walls, legs splayed in tall boots while fingering herself slow, the wet sounds mixing with distant traffic hum. Squatting low later near fallen leaves, coat hiked up and ass cheeks spread by hand, she grinds fingers deeper as evening shadows lengthen around her. Hear her breath quicken into gasps, skin slapping softly against lace, every public tease drawing eyes from the shadows. What makes her pulse race harder, the chill air on slick folds or strangers stealing glances?
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