Danielle Delaunay Fucked in Sex Shop

She shows up blond and tight, body cut like a track star. The door closes behind her. Eyes follow. A thick hand drags her forward. Clothes come off fast. She drops to her knees in the aisle, mouth open, waiting. The first cock slides between her lips, already hard, already pushing deep. Hands grip her hair and she takes it, throat stretching, spit running down her chin. Someone bends her over the counter. A lubed finger works into her ass, then another, opening her up slow and rough. When the big dick replaces the fingers, she jerks, but stays put, knuckles white on the edge. He fucks her ass in hard, steady strokes, the whole shop watching, nobody moving to help. She takes every inch, face pressed to the glass, hips pushed back for more. When the guy behind her finishes she stays right there, legs shaking, come running down her thighs, ready for whoever's next.