Tell the mall cop to ride you
From Create Your Own Story
"Ride me," you whisper.
The mall cop climbs onto the desk and positions her dripping box above your cock. You watch as she slowly lowers herself down, gradually embedding your rod inside her until she's all the way down on you. She holds still and squeezes with her pussy muscles, and you moan softly.
"Ready?" she purrs, placing her hands on your chest. You nod.
She locks her legs around your hips and begins sliding up and down, tightening around your cock on every downslide. Your eyes widen and you quiver with excitement.
"You feel amazing," you gasp.
She gives you a sexy smile. "You're making me feel good, too."
You can't talk anymore, as your breath starts coming in gasps. She speeds her motions and suddenly you feel her clamp incredibly tightly around you and a gusher of hot fluid squirt from her box. Your cock feels like it's about to blow.
Ass soon as she regains control of her body, she slips off you and wraps her lips around your throbbing pole, taking you all the way into her throat. Her tongue lashes up and down the shaft, and you blast jet after jet of sperm into her mouth. She swallows every drop, then pops her head up and licks her lips.
"Whew!" you pant, lying on the desk, your eyes unfocused, your body spent.
She grins at you. "You taste delicious."
After a long moment to regain your strength, you manage to get shakily to your feet.
"That was... incredible," you say. "Thank you."
She looks at her watch. "My shift ends soon. Want to come home with me, Brandon? By the way, the name's Becca."
A glance at your watch reveals you still have about four hours before you are expected home.
- Tell Becca you need to be heading back to your own home
- Tell Becca you'd love to come back to her home with her
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| 12th Grade Boy |
