“Then you can get your skirt back.” And he slapped my ass.The slap made my ass jiggle, which must have looked hot judging by the collective “mmm...h” sound I heard from all the boys. It also shook a little more cum out of my asshole, adding to the puddle on the floor between my legs. I had to admit it looked good. I had been fed cum all morning and was starting to feel drunk off the stuff. Licking my lips I got down on the floor, ass up high in the air, and began to slurp up the puddle. I filled. She giggled and said "This safe is cold," and then grabbed my hair as I started to lick her pussy. Her body was shivering and her legs were tightening around my shoulders, but she kept forcing herself to keep them open.After a few minutes she said "I want to be fucked, please fuck me." I just then realized we didn't have any protection. Back then I wasn't worried so much about HIV, but more about having a baby. I said to myself "I will pull it out before I cum inside her," and went for it. Now. He looked over the other cashier to her and asked for a hotdog. She had to go to the other end of the counter to get it for him. As usual, she started to flirt, asking him if he was sure he wanted a ‘Big Bite’ and not a ‘little nibble’ instead. He shook his head and smiled when he said, ‘Mmmmm, a little nibble sounds good. I think you are beautiful. I love ‘soft’ women.’ She just blushed and handed him the hotdog. It wasn’t often when they flirted back. And she never got compliments. As he. ”I removed my shoes and handed them to him. He looked inside the shoes and the bottoms and decided they were really mine. He said, “Now remove your jeans.”I said “I can just empty the pockets”. He said, “Off.”This was strange over a $59 pair of sunglasses but I lowered my jeans and handed them to him. He said, “Do I have your permission to look in your pockets.”I said, “Go ahead You won’t find anything.”He examined every pocket and turned my jeans inside out checking the stitching as if I was a.