Push her back down and fuck her behind the stall
From Create Your Own Story
You drop down behind the stall with the girl and push her back onto the ground. She watches you with hooded eyes, her chest rising and falling. “This doesn’t mean you get a discount,” she murmurs, voice thick with something that makes your cock stand to attention once more.
Your fingers brush the rough linen of her clothing, the fabric cinched tight, concealing the prize within. With a firm tug, you loosen the drawstring and the knot slips free. You strip her hose, revealing the snatch within, glistening with arousal. The sight alone is enough to quicken your pulse, anticipation curling in your stomach.
She exhales, watching intently. "Go on," she urges, voice teasing. You press the tip of your pole forward, slipping it past the swollen lips, and sinking it deep into the yielding softness of her vagina. The resistance is minimal at first, but as you push deeper, the store owner shudders beneath you, her delicate walls pressing more strongly on your cock. A slow, deliberate thrust, then another, each movement accompanied by the faintest moaning from the girl, and by a welcome squeeze from her lovebox.
Her breath catches. You bite your lip, adjusting your position over her as you drive you cock further. The store owner’s fingers interlock with your own. You thrust harder, faster. The girl's breath turns ragged, her whole body tensing with anticipation. "Oh – oh, that’s–" Her voice trembles, her chest rising and falling in rapid, shallow gasps. "Keep going – don’t stop–"
You can feel it, the rhythm reaching its climax, her pussy threatening you crush you as she wraps her legs around your waist–
Then, with a final thrust, your ejaculate spills forth, thick and unrelenting. The store owner’s eyes flutter shut, lips parting as a shudder wracks her frame, her body almost melting against you. She tilts her head back, a soft, breathy moan escaping her as you fill her up. Her thighs press into you from either side as she lets out a sharp, shivering gasp, her fingers twitching, gripping, as though she can barely contain herself.
When she finally opens her eyes again, they are dark with something primal, a haze of lingering pleasure in her gaze. "Uhhh..." She lets out a pleased hum – her voice is husky, almost wrecked. "Now that... that was incredible."
With that, you pay the girl her due, and are on your way with your rations.
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