She liked the look of Christine Young, the little Canadian porn star, and she tried to imitate her look.So Christi wandered through Macy's and down th... long mall hallways, stopping here and there to look into a shop window. Eventually, she wandered into the food court, where she picked up a smoothie, and sat on a bench, sucking down the cool, green drink. She sat with her long legs crossed, showing off for any who walked past.After a while, she noticed a good looking older guy, maybe in his. And even I was gonna cum soon. She was moaning loudly. I told her “Baby ‘m cumming. Where do I cum?”She pulled me towards her and said cum inside me and kissed me tightly. I was thrusting her like an animal and she was now shouting like a whore. The whole room was filled with our screams. After 30seconds I shot my hot semen inside her honey pot. Even she came with me letting out a loud scream. We both were breathing heavily. Our bodies were dripping wet with sweat. I laid beside her and told. I didn’t see him and I let out a sigh in frustration. “Are you not having fun?” The soft deep voice caressed across my ear sending waves directly to my secret spot, making me shiver. I turned slightly to my right as John put his arm around my waist. The movement caused his hand to glide across my bottom. At least I thought it was me turning towards him, but once I was facing him he didn’t remove it. He leaned into me and whispered again, “Are you not having fun?” On the word fun he gripped. "Don't flatten it!" Marc exclaimed."I wasn't. That was just for . . ." they passed a few technical phrases back and forth. It all went over Joan's head."All right," Marc patted the artist on the shoulder and proceeded to a lounge with a buffet table and a huge banner of a man with brown hair in a billowing trench coat brandishing a smartphone like some sort of sword. "Arrogant prick," Marc whispered. "I told my boss here that an Amazoness or something would attract more attention, but the CEO.