It is raining and I stopped at this cute womens clothing store, no one else was there. The man behind the counter told me that they close at six, it i... now five thirty. I told him fine and started looking around.This man was very attractive, in his early twenties and muscular. I found many clothes to try on and asked him where the dressing room is. He showed me and told me to howler if I needed anything. It was really close to six and, closing time and for me not to worry about that, he would. Then the old woman grasped Bobby’s rigid penis one more time and pulled it to Molly’s entrance as he couldn’t help but fall to his hands to support his upper body. He looked down, his face only inches from Molly’s. Her lower lip was captured gently between her teeth.Bobby felt heat surround the tip of what only his hand had touched before this. He had never felt anything remotely like it, and he froze.The old woman cackled again, and her hand left his penis.He didn’t see where she moved it, but. He slowly withdrew and left me savouring thee viscous liquid left behind, surprisingly sweet and fresh, compared to some guy’s spendings! I swirled it around my mouth and then let it slide down my throat leaving the distinct taste and sensation of fresh cum adhering to my mouth.There was the usual bustling and my companion, having orgasmed adjusted his clothes and was gone leaving just the sound of flushing water. The rest of that session was relatively uneventful: I did finally get sucked off. " Alice said."I don't think they are going to be a problem this time. Somehow - and I don't know why I feel this way - but I think that the Horns-of-Shame-Plague is just waiting in the wings for the first moron to try and revive the old system." Henry responded, as an almost feral grin spread over his face, "Should be very entertaining to see who's the first one to sprout horns this time."There was not one nice thing about the look of glee that appeared in Alice's eyes, as she said, "Oh yes.