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Target

I’m in a target, in the mood for some head
Just my luck, she needed to buy bread

We go through the whole store
But I just wanna be her whore
Aisle by aisle my libido i could no longer ignore

I dragged her to the dressing room and shut the door
Ripping off her clothes and throwing it onto the floor

I pinned her against the wall
The sounds of moaning were soon leaving the stall

She took off my jeans as she got down on her knees
Kissed my thighs and gave me a little tease
It felt so good that I almost said please

I gripped her hair
And she gave me that stare
Tried to keep quiet but nothing could prepare-
The way she moved her tongue around, I was gasping for air

In less than two minutes I was already cumming
My insides were flooding
Her hair was covered in cum as she kept munching

I grabbed her neck and pulled her up
Kissing her and becoming my own cum cleanup

We put our clothes on and fled
Man was that good head!
I even paid for her bread
                 
            Charlie~
Written by Bigboycharles
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Author's Note
I'm back bitches and better than ever. Enjoy <3
Peace and love
Ya Boi Charlie~
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