Nope!

Trying to empty my mind of all thoughts, I reach for the zipper on my pants and pull it down. My cock springs out, fully extended, dark and angry and throbbing. I take one tottering step towards Lilah's spread behind, then two, then my eyes happen to fix on her glistening butthole, and...I'm lost. The cum surges up my shaft and erupts, spewing over the sidewalk in front of me. I stand still, frozen in mortification.

A couple of people near me snicker, then the chuckles start to spread until the whole crowd is pointing at me and laughing. Lilah stands back up and turns in time to catch sight of the final dribbles falling from my glans onto the pavement.

"Pathetic," she sneers, her eyes gleaming with triumph. She looks over at one of the cops. "I believe I've sexually satisfied Mr. 'Fastest-Draw-in-the-West' here. Can I get dressed and go now?"

"Sure thing, miss," he replies, chuckling. "You have a good day."

Lilah quickly re-dresses and heads off down the sidewalk at a brisk pace, never looking back. The cops leave as well, and the crowd disperses. I tuck my limp cock back into my pants, my face burning in shame. Every iota of confidence I felt coming out of the Bureau building has now been utterly shattered. Getting back on my bike, I pedal home, my mind replaying the embarrassing scene over and over and over.