"Jollibee."

"I could use some Jollibee right about now." Pia chuckles at your suggestion not bothered at all. She fixes the strap on her shoulder before looking at the ceiling and nodding.

"You know what? Yeah, Jollibee sounds good." Grabbing her phone, she joins the hotel's Wi-Fi and looks up something on it. Fingers tapped on the device's screen until she pockets the thing as well as a duffle bag, "There's one near here, come on babe."

Taking a tricycle - a common public transport that consists of a motorcycle and a roofed sidecar - to the nearest fast food branch, the entrance greeted you with a smell that seemed to be unique only at this joint before you and your girlfriend went up to the counter and ordered.

Whatever you two picked, Pia was insistent that you two pick a table upstairs, and while the first floor was crowded, it wasn't full to the brim. Still, you joined her climb upstairs before she chose two isolated tables with four seats behind a short wall that was high enough for people to just see your heads and only your heads.

There was a food-in-waiting sign that was provided due to the lack of a vanilla swirl, but the two of you were already eating your meal before it could arrive. Glancing at Pia from across the table, you notice that she was keeping her arms on her seat before another sensation was felt down below.

Manicured toes were rubbing up and down your shaft, tracing the physical bulge before they hooked onto the garter of your shorts which were pulled down to your feet, only for your underwear to follow the same fate. A soft boner sprung to life but proved to be insufficiently long for any kind of pleasure, but still, your girlfriend continued.

Darting left and right, the few patrons didn't look like they're aware - nor care - for both of your presence. Relaxed, you leaned your chair forward and your legs on the seat where the duffle bag was before immediately feeling one of Pia's hand grab hold of your penis while her other one was preoccupied with disguising your sex act through texting and taking selfies to look up later.

She would let go of your cock to feed but would then chew her food slowly to continue her handjob. Sluggishly it rose to the task though not in a way that proved to be entertaining while the two of you ate. Then suddenly, a spoon was dropped on the floor, or at least that was what it sounded like.

"Oops." Pia blurted as she disappeared under the table, away from prying eyes. Suddenly there was a firmer grip on your rod that was stroking the girt, looking down, you witness Pia was masturbating through her own sports shorts and was tracing her slit while trying to satisfy you.

Helping her, your feet were planted to the floor once more with your legs being spread apart, forcing your shaft to leap at the middle aimed at the table. Not before long, it found inside your girlfriend's mouth.

Bobbing her head, Pia remained undetected even if she spat on the surface of your cock and applied it all over. Swaying your dick inside, there were frequent stops for her tongue to inspect the surface of your rod attempting to find evidence of pre-cum only to move on if she didn't find any.

Wet popping sounds were always present when Pia made it a show for you to be invested in her act, but the other patrons didn't seem bothered or heard absolutely nothing when she did so. Then something inside her seemed to have made her giddy, evident by the stroking of your shaft and a very proud smile before she swallowed it whole without the assistance of her hands - both of them finding purpose reliving their master.

Furthering without help, she made it clear for a few seconds just how deep she was with pseudo-gurgling noises being made, much to the curiosity of one person who glanced at you before returning his own business. Though she was already doing great, you grabbed hold of Pia's head and pushed her down with no resistance whatsoever, compelling you to bob her head as you'd like it, and in turn, how much she liked it.

You then spotted a woman in uniform carrying a tray with a sundae at the middle and pulled Pia away, knowing what it meant, she sat back on her chair and you leaned in further to hide your boner.