Buy Me Coffee, Phone Sex

Kayla Cumsalot @ 18443322639 EXT 357

The line in the coffee shop is long today. Tons of people are packed into the small space, trying to get their fix before scurrying off to work. I’m wearing a tiny, white skirt with a denim jacket over my white tank top, my pumpkin colored scarf is just perfect for fall.

I can feel you standing close behind me. Looking over my shoulder as I scroll through my Twitter account. There’s so much PORN and NAKED pictures of me that fill my feed. I can hear your breathing change and look over my shoulder to smile at you.

You look away when you notice I’ve caught you, but it’s okay. You don’t have to be ashamed. I like when your COCK GROWS HARD FOR ME. The line moves ahead and you bump into my ASS as we scoot forward. I can feel your cock against my TIGHT, YOUNG ASS and give you another coy smile.
“Sorry,” You mumble. Your gaze finally landing on my face. My cheeks blush pink and I power down my phone.

“It’s okay.” I turn slightly into your body to give you my hand. “I’m Kayla.”

“Kayla,” My name falls from your tongue like you couldn’t wait to taste it. “Let me buy your coffee?” I giggle and agree and we begin to chat about the weather until it’s our turn to order.

With our coffees in your hands, I lead you to a small table back in the corner of the shop. Its darker here but still visible to the crowded customers. We sit close together, my thigh against your thigh. I love the way your slacks feel against my skin. As we talk your hand drifts to my leg and slips up my INNER THIGH. “You’re so beautiful.” You tell me. It makes me hum a soft moan and I part my legs for you.

Your hand keeps climbing until you reach the SOFT, LIPS OF MY PUSSY. Your eyes grow wide when you realize I’m not wearing panties. I shift my hips slightly, welcoming your gentle touch. “Please,” I plead in a desperate whisper. “Don’t stop!”

“Someone might see.” Your mouth argues but your fingers part my lips and slip up and down my WET SLIT. Again, I moan softly and take a sip of my coffee. Your finger searches deeper, sinking between my folds. My eye lashes flutter at the pleasure you’re bringing me.

Your long, thick finger reaches my G-SPOT and you massage it perfectly. My thighs begin to tremble and I reach for your forearm. I lower my head to your shoulder, hoping we look like an innocent couple offering comfort to each other on this chilly morning. “Yes, yes.” I pant in your ear. “Please, don’t stop.”

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