Cute blonde on our first date pulls out her phone halfway home, hits record POV and whispers “film everything.” Three blocks from the restaurant she drags me into a dark side-street, flips up her little dress, no panties, and bends over a parked car. I slide raw into her soaked pussy while she holds the phone steady, moaning “yes, just like that” for the lens. Quick hard thrusts, her heels concrete until she cums shaking.
We make it to my place, still recording. Morning light hits, round two: she’s on top riding slow, phone propped on the nightstand catching every bounce, blonde hair wild, begging “fill me again.” I do, deep and raw, both laughing at the screen as cum drips down her thighs.
