In the bustling mall parking lot, a raven-haired teen vixen, dressed in tight jeans and a cropped top, spots you leaning against your car. She saunters over, her eyes never leaving your crotch. "Got cash?" she purrs. You nod, and she grins, dropping to her knees. She unzips your pants, pulling out your throbbing erection. She's a pro, taking you deep, her tongue swirling, her hand working your shaft in sync. She gags, tears streaming, but she loves it, moaning around your cock. You fuck her face, her spit dripping, and she takes it, eager for your load. She swallows every drop, licking her lips, and stands up, wiping her mouth. "Later," she whispers, walking away, leaving you panting and wanting more.