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[ And oh, does that sound ever go straight to his dick. He shifts forward against her and squeezes a palmful of her ass. Some small, rational part of his mind is still shouting at him to knock it off, they're going to get caught, but it's so hard to listen to that when she's pressing up against him like that, all hot and wanting him. ]

[ She takes his shift and his squeeze as permission to keep going, and drops her hands to the front of his jeans, deftly undoing his fly. She won't move too fast, though, simply dip her fingers beneath the elastic of his underwear. Her hands ignore the business end, so to speak, instead sliding over to hang onto his skinny little hips. ]

[ It's his turn to groan into the kiss, her hands so close to where he wants them when she's undoing his fly, only to leave him wanting. So he pulls her flush against him and rocks forward, squeezing her ass again. ]

[ Ooh, someone's eager. She grins into the kiss, dragging his waistband down to free his erection, then bringing a hand between them to palm its length. ]

Mmm. So hard for me, baby.

[ He groans again, much louder than he intended, but it's hard to remember to be quiet when the woman you've been in mutual lust with for ages has her hand on your dick. ]

Yeah, oh...

[ He trails his other hand down her back, then skims his fingers up her side. ]

[ His touch sends shivers down her spine and makes her want him then and there, but she doesn't have a condom, so that will have to wait until later. In the meantime, she wraps her long fingers around his dick and strokes. ]

Tell me how you want it, baby. Like this, or...?

[ She licks her lips. ]

This, this is good, this is great...

[ He wants what that lip-lick suggests, too, of course, but first, he wants something else. He drags his fingers down over her belly, teasing two fingertips just into the front of the panties. ]

[ Her eyebrows raise as his fingers wander. Where is he going with this?

Oh well, gonna keep on stroking his dick until he makes a move. ]

[ He slides his hand down over her mound until he can press two fingers against her clit, rubbing and then pushing more firmly until his fingertips are just barely pressing into her. ]

God, you're so wet...

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[ There's a sharp intake of breath as he reaches her clit, her attention to his cock faltering slightly. Her eyelids flutter closed and she smiles, tipping her head forward until her hair falls over her face. ]

For you... I'm so wet for you.

[ Forget this hand bullshit. She wants his cock in her mouth so badly. ]

Let me suck you off. Please, baby.

[ He groans, rubbing his hand firmly against her for a moment, before pulling his hand back. ]

God, okay, yes, that— Yes.

[ He's never had someone ask to suck him off like that, and it's making him a little weak-kneed, leaning heaving back against the wall. ]

[ As soon as his hand is free, she sinks down to her knees, free hand trailing down his body. She licks her lips again to get them good and wet, then takes the head of Cisco's cock into her mouth, other hand still holding the base of the shaft. ]

[ He groans much too loudly and immediately gets both hands in her hair, pushing it back out of her face so he can watch. ]

Ohhh, my god, Lisa, yeah...

[ Linda the soccer mom in the next booth over probably has some idea what's going on, but you know what? Fuck Linda. Because Cisco's dick feels so good in her mouth, and she just wants more. She slides down as much as she can, taking him all in. And then she sucks as she slides back out, setting up a slow rhythm. ]

Shit, that's so good, you're— Ah...

[ He has to take one hand back out of her hair to ball into a fist and bite down on, half in an effort to keep quiet, half to distract himself from how good her mouth feels on him so things don't end embarrassingly quickly. ]

[ She is good. She knows she's good. And that's why she keeps going, in and out, slowly building him to release. And oh, he's going to taste so good. ]

[ He groans and tips his head back, closing his eyes. His hand is tight in her hair and he can't help but shallowly rock his hips along with the rhythm she's built up, doing his best to politely hold back from just fucking her mouth. ]

[ And that is what separates Cisco from the other guys Lisa's been with. Any other guy would just take her by the hair and shove her down on their dick. But Cisco? Cisco lets her dictate the pace, which is just about the sexiest thing imaginable.

Getting so turned on now, her hands roam, up under his shirt, around to his ass, anywhere and everywhere they can touch him. ]

[ His thighs tense and flex reflexively and he rocks forward when her hands slide up over his ass, and he bites his lip hard. He's so turned on he's almost dizzy with it, but he doesn't want this to be over yet. ]

[ She can't speak, with his cock in her mouth, and neither of them can read minds, but she looks up at him through her lashes and hopes he understands that it's okay for him to let go, if that's what he needs to do. She wants it. Wants to swallow him down.

There's time for more later. She has all the time in the world today. ]

[ Luckily, he glances down right when she looks up at him, and the sight of her on her knees, looking at him like that with his cock in her mouth, is more than enough to push him right to the edge. ]

Lisa, Lisa, oh my god, I'm gonna—

[ He tugs at her hair, ever the gentleman, trying to hold out enough to give her ample warning. ]

[ She nods, ready for him. She gives him one last good suck, hollowing out her cheeks. ]

[ He groans loudly, definitely loudly enough that the whole store knows what's going on in there, and then he's coming, throwing his head back as he gasps her name. ]

[ And like a good girl, she swallows it all down, loving the taste of him. But that was quite an unsubtle climax, so they don't have much time for the afterglow, unfortunately.

She pulls back, wiping her mouth and grinning up at him. ]

So hot for me, baby. Now be a good boy and go wait outside while I get changed.

[ He needs a second to remember how his limbs work, but he's nodding numbly and stumbling back out of the dressing room, barely remembering to do his pants back up first. He only barely gets her bags gathered up before he's met with a red-faced store manager trying to figure out how to deal with asking them to leave. ]

Right! We are, uh, totally. Going. She's just— There was a laces issue, she needed. Uh. Help? But that's all taken care of and now we're leaving. No you don't need to call mall security! That's really not necessary!

[ Shit, his fly is still down. Goddammit. ]