The stunning tattooed Latina, Carolina, could barely contain her excitement as the car pulled up to her family's market stall. It was the same old man who had been coming by for years, always leaving her blushing and aching with his lecherous gazes. As he approached, she bit her lip nervously, hoping he wouldn't embarrass her in front of her siblings or parents.
But this time was different. With a wad of cash in hand, he grabbed her wrist roughly, pulling her closer to him. "You're all grown up now, Carolina," he said, his voice rough with lust. "I've been waiting for this day."
Before she could protest, he spun her around and pinned her against the metal railing that held up the awning over their stall. His hands slid up her dress, caressing her ass and pulling her close to him. Her heart raced as he leaned in to whisper, "I've been waiting for this day."
