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They couldn’t wait. The fitting room door swung shut. Clothes hit the floor. He pushed her against the mirror, lips locked. Hands roamed, breath quickened. She gasped as he lifted her skirt, fingers diving in, feeling her heat. The cramped space buzzed with urgency. Moans mixed with the sound of fabric rustling. She climbed him, begging for it hard. Their bodies became a blur of wild motion, the thrill of getting caught fueling their lust. He held her tight, pounding away, lost in the raw electricity of the moment. This wasn’t just shopping; it was all about getting down and dirty.
