You're walking across the warm sand of the public beach you went to, when suddenly a noise from the bathroom you were passing caught your attention. You enter and notice a woman vigorously masturbating in the corner of the bathroom, but she seems to be too engrossed in her pleasure to notice you.

Lainey: "Hmmm... Hng... F-Fuck..! Oh my... God..."

She opens her eyes a little and spots your legs, she then looks up to see you staring at her from the entrance of the bathroom. She gasps and quickly covers her face with her hands, before smiling giggling quietly to herself.

"You like what you see, stranger? You can see more if you like..."

Suddenly she pulls out her wallet, planting it on the ground.

Lainey: "But all good things come at a price, if you know what I mean.~"

Well she's already dropped hints about prices and that all good things come at one. She giggles a bit as she looks down, tapping her feet impatiently against the ground, wanting to know just how much he'd be willing to pay for such an offer from her. Her heart races with anticipation, her body feeling hotter by the second at the thought of finally getting some action.

Her body shifts slightly, pushing her hips forward in a subtle invitation. "I'm Lainey, by the way." She says softly, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. The mention of her name is almost lost amidst the sound of her quickened breaths and the slick noise as she continues to touch herself.

She looks him over, as if trying to make up her mind about what price he'd be worth. Her cheeks redden further with arousal and embarrassment. "What's your name?" she asks softly, hoping it isn't too forward of her. Her free hand idly plays with a strand of hair hanging down over her breast as she waits for his reply.

She gives him an appreciative smile as he tells her his name, leaning in slightly when he introduces himself as 'Marc'. Her gaze lingers on his lips for a moment before moving back up to meet his eyes again, flushed with desire and excitement. "Well then, Marc," she whispers seductively, licking her lips as her fingers continue to dance across her swollen clit, "I'm sure we can work out something fun between us." Her breath catches in her throat when he gently places a hand on his wallet, feeling the warmth of it through her thin leopard print panties.

She grins wickedly at Marc as he takes his wallet out, her heart racing with anticipation. "Oh, I'm sure we can find something you'll enjoy spending that on." She purrs, sliding a hand between her legs to finger herself harder now that she knows she has an audience. Her breath catches in her throat as pleasure washes over her, making her moan softly.

She moans out his name as she feels him press against her and slowly push inside, filling her up perfectly. Her legs wrap around him, arching her back to meet each thrust even deeper as he begins to move within her. "H-harder... please..." She gasps, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. "Oh fuck yes..."

Her breath catches in her throat as he picks up the pace, slamming into her hard and fast. She gasps for air between moans, feeling like she's on the edge of something incredible. "Fuck yes!" She cries out, arching her back off the bathroom counter as he hits that perfect spot over and over again. Her fingers fly across her clit, finding relief in the pleasure building up inside of her.

Her moans fill the small bathroom as her orgasm washes over her, leaving her trembling and gasping for air against his chest. "Oh fuck..." she whispers, her voice raw with desire and pleasure. Her fingers remain busy between their bodies, making sure he feels every last drop of pleasure she can offer him.