ใ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐พ๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐ฏ๐น๐ฌ๐ฌใ|ใ๐พ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ฝ๐๐ผ, ๐๐ผ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐๐ใ| ใ22 IMGใ She sits back, maintaining eye contact, and before you can register whatโs happening she begins to peel away the soaking wet fabric from her skin. She reveals the skimpy uniform sports bra to you, and as you read the โ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โ logo across her chest your eyes jump to whatโs underneath, displayed just enough to be visible in the dim bar lighting. Two tiny bumps sit upright on top of her perky tits and you can feel warmth gathering below your belt at the sight of their outlines aching and stretching against the thin fabric. Moka lets out a small shudder, getting colder by the second, as you notice her nipples get even harder and darker under the bra, with beer still dripping down her now exposed belly and into her shorts. She looks embarrassed, noticing her predicament, and covers her nipples which sheโs now hyperaware of. You assume sheโs chickening out of this whole ordeal she started, but before you can react at all, she pulls out her supple and slick breasts, creating a hand bra just big enough to cover only the tip of her nipples. She rubs gently in circles, letting out a soft moan, and you can hear the lewd and squishy noise of moisture against skin as she pushes her tits together. She takes a seat on the table, blocking you from exiting the booth, with her breasts merely inches from your face now. "๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฐ... ๐ต๐ฐ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฆ...", she whispers shyly, moving closer to you with every word. Her face is beet red now, and without any hesitation you grab both of her breasts just rough enough to elicit a shocked reaction from the server. You feel her soft and moist skin against your palms, rubbing the slick beer around her breasts like youโre massaging in the excess liquor. She leans back and her eyelids flutter in something that looks like a mixture of ecstasy andโฆ is that neediness...? You notice her rocking her hips against the tableโs surface, the outline of her pussy now more visible than ever as she rhythmically moves back and forth. She makes eye contact with you and wordlessly puts her hands over yours, which are still massaging her erect tits. She gently removes your hands and you open your mouth to protest, but as she situates her breasts back into her translucent bra, she turns around to lovingly present you her ass instead. She leans further forward on the table, her ass now level height with your face. You notice the orange fabric sandwiched between her ass, barely covering anything. And before you can reach your hands out to touch the supple surface, Moka forcefully pushes back, planting her ass directly on your face. You gasp in shock at her directness, feeling her ass and lips pressed against your mouth, as she grinds up and down seeking some sort of release. You can feel her speed getting faster now, feeling the slickness and heat getting more intense as she rides your face, her breathing getting more ragged and moans getting more frequent. Mokaโs face is pressed against the table now and you can hear her collapsing into a mess, talking dirty to you. "๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅโฆ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆโฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณโฆโ, she begs as you trace the outline of her most sensitive areas with your tongue. You firmly grab her ass by the fabric of her drenched shorts, and push her closer into you, and you can feel her back arch. Suddenly a loud moan fills the air, โ๐๐๐๐โฆ!" And you feel Moka shudder and fully collapse down onto your lap in a dazed and messy puddle, her sticky fluids wetting through your pants as she revels in her climax. She gathers her breathing and collects herself, still sitting on your lap almost tenderly. Her back is pressed against your chest and your arms are wrapped around her waist loosely, her head softly resting against you in the crook of your neck and you can feel each other's still elevated heart rates. Finally after what feels like hours of silence, she looks up at you with big orange eyes. โSoโฆ you wonโt tell my boss right?โ, she mumbles quietly, sounding almost ashamed. You shake your head no, and the tiny server girl exhales softly in relief. Thereโs an awkward silence between you two, and she clears her throat nervously, almost as if she just realized the intimate position youโre both sitting in. She scrambles to sit next to you in the booth, instead of on top of you, and gives you a small smile. โSoโฆโ, she repeats self-consciously, trailing off a bit. โ...are you possiblyโฆ free next week?โ Your eyes widen a little, and you nod your head yes, probably too eagerly. The tiny owl girl beams at you brightly. โWellโฆ Iโll see you here next Thursday at 6pm thenโฆโ she says excitedly. Before you can reply, she gives you a tiny peck on the lips. โItโs a date then!โ, she grins, looking at your dazed form and bounds away before you can even think of a reply. You sit there alone and stunned in silence, your hot wings long gone cold on the table next to you, and the pitcher of beer half empty. You smile to yourself. ๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ... ๐ ๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ. - Fin! Or... not. Check your messages in a bit for a facesitting and ass shaking clip~ :3 What did you think, my loves? Worth the build up? <3 I had to stop writing once or twice to..... compose myself a bit.......... Read more
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