"We were looking for some place more private."

You take her hand and bring it to your lips for a kiss. "We were looking for some place more private. Got any ideas?"

She gets a thoughtful look as she watches your mouth on her skin. You suck her finger, and she sighs. She sips the last of her soda.

"The family rest room. It's bigger, and no one can disturb us." She stands up, pulling her fingers gently from your mouth and grasping your hand. "I'm dripping just thinking about you fucking that blond. And being inside me. Let's go."

You get harder thinking about Britney's tight body and burying your meat in her pussy.

Britney leads you to the family restroom, a single bathroom on the far side of the mall. She seems to be in a hurry, as she weaves around the other shoppers. When you arrive, the door is locked. While you wait, she pulls you into an embrace and kisses you, her tongue quickly slipping into your mouth. She tastes sweet, probably from the soda.

"Mmmmm, I like that," she says, as the door opens and a mom and boy toddler walk out, hand in hand.

You look both ways and slip into the restroom, locking the door behind you.