Keep dirty talk in context to get into her mouth

Josh definitely wanted a blowjob from this woman, and fortunately he recalled the context rule he had written. "Oh, I wasn't asking if you're wet now. I was asking if you got wet while you were sucking dick. The question was in that context."

"Ohhhh," the fellatrix said in realization. "Okay, that makes sense in context. And... oooh, now you mention it, I am feeling a bit damp down there! I hadn't really noticed. Wow, maybe my body does sometimes react to that non-sexual intimacy. You're such a smart guy!"

Josh couldn't believe the rationalizations he was hearing. "Shall we see what the cafe discount is?" he suggested, wanting to keep her around long enough that she couldn't refuse use of her mouth. His rock-hard cock was bursting to get out of his pants.

They stepped into the cafe. They had to join a queue, but that suited Josh's purpose fine. "Get on your knees, babe," he said, his hands gently guiding her body downward.

The fact that he didn't know her name made it even hotter when she bent her knees without resistance. Her cavernous cleavage bounced as she settled on her knees on the cafe floor. She smiled up at him as she happily undid his zipper. "Oh wow, it looks so big and hard, you must be really backed up! By the way, my name is mmmmmph!"

As soon as his cock sprang out of his pants, Josh shoved it into her chatty mouth. "Enough chit-chat. Get down to business, you horny cocksucker."

No longer offended by the way he was talking, she willingly bobbed her head on the upper inches, sucking in her cheeks as she slurped diligently on the fleshy pole. Her warm wet welcoming mouth felt so good around his tingling hard cock. Josh lazily stroked her long blonde hair and glanced around the cafe.

He wasn't the only one getting his knob slobbered on. Sitting at a nearby table, a stunning Latina woman with long wavy dark hair was getting brutally face-fucked by a standing waiter. At another table a university-age girl was leaning over from her seat, bobbing her red-haired head on the lap of an old man reading a newspaper. Next to the front window, a big-titted MILF was putting on a show by sucking off a nerdy-looking young man with glasses. And over at a wall seat, an unseen woman was kneeling under a table with her high heels poking out, her body moving rhythmically toward a man whose face contorted in ecstasy.

Josh felt his own partner's soft feminine hands reach around and press into his buttocks. For a moment he thought she was groping him, but then she unexpectedly tapped him. Realizing she wanted to speak, he let her lift her mouth off his cock with a squelchy noise.

"We're holding up the queue!" she said, shuffling backwards on her knees and pulling his buttocks forward again. "And it's Melissa."

Josh quickly stepped forward to fill the empty space in the queue, and then filled the empty space in Melissa's throat, thrusting all the way down this time. His cock slid down easily, though it still felt like the tight space of a mouth and throat. Melissa expertly swirled her tongue around his very swollen shaft, exploring every vein.

"Ohhhh God that's fucking good, you fucking whore Melissa!" he gasped in pleasure, pushing her head down as she deep-throated him. He reached his other hand down to grope Melissa's big soft round melons. "Let's test my theory - are you getting turned on this time?"

This must be acceptable in the context of a blowjob, because she didn't seem to mind. And sure enough he felt her nipples lengthening again. This busty blonde bimbo was a submissive suck slut and she didn't even know it!

"Yeah, you get off on sucking cock whether you admit it to yourself or not, you kinky slut. Moan like you would during sex, it'll help stimulate my cock."

Melissa nodded her head on his dick. "Mmm, mmm, mmmmmm." Her throat vibrated pleasurably around his throbbing hard cock as she verbalized her subconscious arousal.

Over by the wall, the high-heeled woman backed out from under the table, revealing her short-skirted butt, then the rest of her hourglass figure. She stood up and walked past, thick white creamy cum dripping down her cute twentysomething face and brown hair. Her skimpy shoulderless dress bore the logo of the cafe on her busty chest, and she took an empty spot behind the counter, beckoning to Josh.

"Are you ready to be served, sir?"

The deepthroat felt too good to stop, so Josh and Melissa shuffled toward the counter without extracting his cock from her mouth.

"Hi Nadine." Josh read the label on the barista's breast. "I'm guessing you personally serve fewer coffees than blowjobs?"

Nadine picked up a napkin and casually wiped the cum off her face as if it was mere coffee foam. "Yeah, we make sure to have both male and female servers like any shop. So, what would you like to order today?"

Josh slowed his thrusts into Melissa's throat, struggling to tear his mind away from sex to focus on food for a moment. "I have a feeling I'm gonna need to replenish my protein, so I'll have bacon and eggs please."

"Can do. And does your lady friend want anything? I can see her mouth is doing something more important right now." Nadine reached over the counter and stroked the back of Melissa's bobbing blonde head as if petting a dog.

"I think she's interested in whatever your special discount is today. Lick my balls if you agree, Melissa."

"Mmmmph." His curvy companion somehow swallowed his cock down even deeper and stuck her tongue out on the underside of his balls, giving them a more vigorous tongue bath than he'd expected, rapidly flicking from one ball to the other. The sudden intensity of the stimulation sent Josh over the edge, and he felt his cumload traveling up from his balls toward his cock.