As you contemplate where to wait for Carrie, the black-haired woman who looked at you as you entered the shop waves at you. Her boyfriend seems to have left for the moment, possibly in the washroom. You decide to make her acquaintance.
"Hi!" she says as you approach, happy that you're joining her. "I saw you as you came in the shop. My name's Joanne."
"I haven't come in this shop just yet," you quip, earning a chortle from Joanne and a muffled giggle from some girls seated behind you. "I'm . Did I see you here with your boyfriend earlier?"
Joanne smiles casually. "Yeah, he'll be back in a minute. I just wanted to say that you have an absolutely awesome cock. Can I feel it?"
You're taken a little by surprise at Joanne's forewardness, and her easiness with hitting on you with her beau due back any moment. But you can't really see any reason to deny her this simple request. "Sure, give it a stroke and a squeeze if you like!"
Joanne's eyes light up with excitement. "Thanks! I've never seen a prick like yours. So big and sexy, no wonder you show it off!" She grasps it lightly in one hand and squeezes gently, causing pre-come to ooze from the slit. "And juicy, too!" She slowly strokes your penis, rubbing deliciously up your glans.
You feel a bit bold, possibly from the wonderful hand-job you're getting. "If you'd like to play with my dick for a while, mind if I give your tits a feel too?"
Joanne shifts in her chair to give you better access to her chest. "Sure!" she chirps. She hums with contentment as you lay an open hand on a medium-sized breast, as she continues to pull on your cock, making it ooze. "Oh, here's Andrew," she says, indicating her returning boyfriend. "Andrew, this is . His cock is amazing, and I just had to ask to touch it."
Andrew smiled politely as he looked to you. "I can see. Nice to meet you, ... I see your hand is busy with Joanne's chest, don't worry about shaking." He nods at your right hand as you grope his girlfriend.
Joanne's nostrils flare. She lowers her head and gives your cock a good whiff. "Oh god, , is that *you* that smells so delicious? I just have to taste you now. Do you mind?"
You look to Andrew, curious about his reaction; he just smiles patiently. "Sure," you say. Joanne smiles at you mischievously as she gives the bottom of your shaft a generous lick; with a moan, she proceeds to swallow it and bob her head on your shaft. Without asking, she lifts a hand to gently cup your balls.
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