Picture this, I had just started my shift when a gorgeous fairhaired woman walked into the coffee shop.Her long blonde locks fell over her shoulders as she strolled towards my counter.She was wearing tight jeans and a tank top that left her skinny stomach exposed.The way the material hugged her body made her look like a ripe peach, begging to be devoured.I couldnt take my eyes off of her, so much so that I accidentally spilled my cup of coffee.But it was her ass that did it for me.That perfect little bubble, framed by the waistband of her jeans and that tantalizing tattoo down her spine.It was all I could think about as she took her seat.I approached her table, ready to devour every inch of this delicious treat.I leaned over her, feeling her heat radiating through the fabric.Her knees buckled as I took my place between her thighs.I grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto the table, letting her bounce up and down until her ass hit me perfectly at the base.It felt like hitting pay dirt, so deep, plump and sweet.I gripped her legs and pushed them back until her hands were braced against the table top.With that, I dove headfirst into her pussy, letting my tongue taste the juices that dripped out.Her walls contracted around my mouth, pulling me deeper inside, searching for every last bit of satisfaction.My fingers danced across her clit, sending ripples through her body.She moaned louder, letting me know I was doing something right.My lips engulfed her whole entrance, drawing out every drop of wetness with my tongue.The sound of her moans filled the coffee shop, creating a scene straight out of a porn movie.But it wasnt just my mouth that was taking pleasure.As I devoured her pussy, I couldnt help but explore the rest of her delicious body.Running my hands up and down her arms, tracing the contours of her muscles.My tongue licked the sweaty creases beneath her breasts.The feel of her smooth skin against mine was nothing short of erotica.Finally, as I pushed my tongue to the tips of her clit, I felt her convulse against me.Her walls clenched and tightened, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her body.Her screams echoed through the coffee shop, signaling that she was lost in bliss.As I sat back on my heels and watched her bask in the afterglow of her orgasm, I couldnt help but think that this had been the best sex of my life.Not just because of the way her body looked or tasted, but because of how she made me feel.How it made me want to come closer and closer to her, to become one with her body, to join her in this moment of pure passion.That, my friend, was what I call true love making.And if you ever come into my coffee shop again, maybe we can indulge in some more love making together.
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