“I know what you want,” I whispered, a wicked grin spreading across my face.

“Fuck,” he groaned as my hand felt the hardness through his pants.

I dropped to my knees, unbuttoned his belt, and wrapped my lips around him. My head bobbed up and down, taking his delicious manhood deeper each time. Soon, I could feel him getting close, his body tensing.

He held my head as load after load of warm jizz filled my mouth. I felt it sliding down my throat. I stood up, smiled at him, and walked out of the shop with the stickiness on my lips and chin.