0-6, miss: You get caught, a new NPC appears

⚂⚀ 4-1=3.

The smell and taste is less overwhelming than you remember. Paradoxically, the fact that she's less wet and excited than the first girl you ever tried doing this on makes it easier, because you're less overwhelmed by the strangeness of the smell. You've smelled your own fingers after touching yourself, yet the taste of another girl's arousal is still a foreign sensation to you.

All Lola gives you is a mildly bored huff as you put your lips on her labia and start sucking and probing with the tip of your tongue. The softness of her tender petals on your tongue seems to be getting you wetter than its getting her. Resigning yourself to that, you stretch one hand down up under your skirt and start fingering the moist spot in the middle of your undies with two fingertips.

When you shove your tongue all the way up into Lola she gives a shiver and finally lets out a little gasp of what could be arousal. Despite the fact that you were the paying customer here, she let her rougher, more aggressive side slip through and reached down to roughly take hold of the hair on your scalp, starting to roughly bob your lips up and down on her sensitive spots.

You give a husky, muffled moan into her twat as you continue trying to eat her as deep as you can. When your teeth accidentally brush up a little too hard, she gives you a rough squeeze between your thighs to chastise you.

Your own clit is burning up with the excitement of this strange, risky rendezvous. All too soon you're hovering on the edge of cumming again, but not quite able to reach it with just your fingers. Despite the fact that you're paying for it and requested this, you begin moaning your sexual frustration into Lola, which only encourages her to get rougher with you.

"Unh! Yeah!" the tan girl thrusts her crotch forcefully up against you and drags your nose all the way over her shaven slit. "Daddy's girl can't hang in the ghetto, just like I thought. You better be paying me more for this, you horny little bitch." She was getting wet now - apparently, dominating you helped.

"Hey Star! How much do you think I should jack the price on her? I'm thinking a hundred." Her voice sounded like she was getting closer and closer to cumming, too.

"Star...?" she asked curiously, after a moment, looking at the entrance of the alley. Just a few seconds later, as if in response, red and blue lights started flashing and strobing over the exit of the alleyway.

Lola gasps in fright, incredibly mortified - you were pretty worried too once you caught on. She started hobbling away from you in the other direction, trying to pull her thong up... and in the process, rubbing it up against her snootch hard enough that she staggered with the embarrassing **** of an accidental orgasm. It was enough to make you pause and giggle.

But then, Lola was scaling the chain link fence at the other end of the alley, and you were left to turn and face the bulky, shaven-headed, intimidating man in a a blue uniform and a badge who came sauntering into the alley, with your face wet with pussy juice and Lola fleeing down the alley on the other side of the fence. He was giving you a cold, authoritative smirk and you were flushing beet red. Suddenly the reality of what you'd been doing sank in.

You felt a chill... but your pussy felt hotter than ever. You'd never felt like more of a 'bad girl' than you did right now. You just had to hope you could get out of this with your academic record intact...