We are carrying out an extensive survey in Czech couples. The question is: “How much does sex on a street cost?” Our first respondents were a lovely couple. That chick was classy. A steaming hot blond chick. I have to see her fantastic tits no matter what! My car is around the corner. We can have a chat there about the price. Everything comes with a price tag. Including her delicious pussy. Twenty grand rustled in her lovely hands. Our car has become a stage of a lustful game – my beloved wife is sucking a cock of the other guy. I stuck my cock between the legs of the vamp. We fucked by a gas station during a rush hour. It was a blast! Check out the results of our survey. It still gives me an adrenalin rush!

Found Adele smoking out back, looking for trouble. She drops her pants, lighting up, and lets me take her right there. She’s moaning, barely holding onto her cigarette, pushing back against me. Left her panting, lipstick smudged, and still craving more. That’s one dirty outdoor quickie.

Kizzy dragged me into a cinema restroom, flashing a devilish grin. She’s bent over, gripping the sink, not caring who walks in. It’s risky, loud, and downright filthy. She’s moaning, barely holding it together, loving the thrill.

The justice cannot exist without sin and the stripper Nancy was always the woman I'd fuck. Cigarette in one hand, a smoking gun in the other and the biggest caliber in between her legs, the most sinful cunt in the city. Nancy knows she's dealing with a dangerous man and if she lets this fucking get out of control, it will be the end of Fuck City. She wants her payback and I want my justice. Nancy is worth me fucking her, worth me cumming on her and worth me ending in jail. Amen.