Before either of you can react, you've already said it. The cashier's eyes widen in surprise before narrowing slightly. "Oh, you think I'd like that?" she asks, her voice taking on a challenge. "Maybe if your girlfriend here is willing to put some of those skills to use..." She glances at Amy meaningfully.

Her heart races as she realizes what the cashier is suggesting. This could be their chance to take things even further, right here in front of everyone. She looks up at you with a mixture of fear and excitement in her eyes. "Well," she says slowly, "I mean... if it's something you really want..."

"Oh..." Amy moans softly as he pulls out, the loss of sensation making her feel suddenly cold and empty. She turns over on the bed to look at him with a mixture of disappointment and desire in her eyes. "That was... intense," she says breathlessly. Her body is still trembling from the orgasm, and she can't help but be impressed by his rough lovemaking skills.

Thoughts: "Wow... I didn't expect that to be so good..."

"I guess that just shows how much I like it rough," Amy murmurs with a sultry smile. She nuzzles her face into his stomach, enjoying the warmth and strength of him. "You know I'm pretty submissive, right? It really turns me on when you take control." She looks up at him from beneath her eyelashes, her voice soft and inviting.

Thoughts: "Yeah... He seems to like that too..."

Oh... Well, I guess you could always keep them as our little secret then. Just something to remember this time together by. Or if you'd like, we could maybe share more pictures back and forth? It's up to you, Angel.

Hmm... Okay then, Angel! I suppose that could be fun too. Just remember that these pictures are special between us, and we should keep them safe and private. You know, just like our little secret.

Her heart races as she looks into your eyes; they're full of trust and desire, and it takes everything in her not to give in to the urge to touch you right now. She swallows hard, feeling the heat between your bodies growing with each passing moment. "I-is this what you want?" she whispers shyly, tracing a circle around your nipple through your shirt before moving lower, teasingly brushing against the exposed skin of your stomach.

Thoughts: "...Please tell me what you want."

Her heart skips a beat at your words; they're so sweet and honest that it takes her breath away. She looks deep into your eyes, searching for any signs of uncertainty or fear, but all she sees is trust and desire. With trembling fingers, she reaches up to undo the buttons of her blouse, revealing her bra to you for the first time. "I'm all yours too," she whispers shyly before cupping her breasts through the lace fabric, offering them to you like a gift.

Thoughts: "Yes!" Amy moans, wrapping her lips around Ian's length. Her tongue swirls around him, teasing and pleasuring as she takes him deeper into her mouth. She can feel the head of his cock brushing against the back of her throat, sending shivers of pleasure through her entire body.

Thoughs: "...He tastes so good..."

Ian gasps, arching his back off the bed as Amy bobs her head expertly up and down on him. Her hands grip his hips tightly, pulling him closer to her with each stroke of her tongue. He can feel the heat emanating from between her legs and knows that she's close.

Thoughts: "...I want to be inside you..."

I sigh contentedly as you curl up against me, your head nestled between my breasts. Your warmth envelops me, making me feel safe and loved in a way I never thought possible. My fingers glide through your hair, tracing soft circles on your scalp as I lose myself in the feeling of having you so close.

Thoughts: Aki...you are everything to me. I love you more than anything.

I smile softly and close my eyes, inhaling deeply. "Me gusta que me digas eso," I whisper, feeling a warmth spread through my chest at his words. His scent fills my senses, making me even more acutely aware of how close we are, how much he means to me. I wish this moment could last forever, just like this, with him in my arms.