uh..” I started to stammer, but she just pointedly turned away, refusing to acknowledge me. We were both gasping for breath now, and when we looked at each other there was no doubt about what was going to happen next. Did all that really happen? I started stroking myself again, staring at her face, her skinny frame, and finally her little pussy, tightly wrapped around her small fingers, muttering, without thinking about the words “Fuck Claire you hot little bitch… I’m going to shove my cock into your tight little pussy… I’m gonna make you scream you little brat… ohhh Fuuuuuuuck” as I came, sending spurts of cum onto the floor of my car. The cafe had two bathrooms that were out of the way in back by our storeroom, and each was just a single 8×8 room with a door that bolted.
