Feels too good to stop

"Oh yes your breasts have certainly grown haven't they. I'll have to do a thorough examination to make sure I can get an accurate measure." The Store clerk says with a mischievous smile. Then starts massaging your breasts one in each hand. dropping any pretense she is doing anything other than fondling your chest. The emboldened attention elicits a series of gasps and sensual moans as you are overwhelmed by pleasure from your sensitive breasts. your Nipples are hard and aching from the stimulation. you start to ask if all this is really needed until the woman leans in taking one of your nipples into her mouth and suckling at it. This robs you of thought briefly as your brain fogs over in a haze of lust and you let out a loud sensual moan, your knee's weakening as you lean against her.

"Oh you can't be so loud you'll disturb the other customers. We can't have that now can we?" She giggles giving your breast one last kiss before drawing you close to give you a deep kiss drowning out your moans within it. Your head clouded in a fog of lust you happily embrace the kiss. leaning into her. Seeing you embrace the kiss the clerk deepens her embrace snaking her tongue between your lips to entwine with yours hungerly roving about eager to explore every inch of you. All while one of her hands slides down your your back and down the back of your jeans fondle your behind through your boy shorts.

Tensing and reflexively flinching as you feel her hand on your bottom you moan unintelligibly into the kiss. Nibbling on your lip playfully she seemingly reluctantly breaks the kiss. "Oh no you aren't getting away now. you are far to delicious for that and I haven't even gotten the opportunity to fully sample all of you." Using her hand on your bottom to pull you against her. "I was thinking we need to make sure your new bras match your panties. so I'll have to see them so we can coordinate." With that she pops the button on your jeans and starts to slide them down off your hips. With the fog in your head only just starting to clear you absently nod to her, although the feeling of your jeans sliding down your hips gets your attention and you reach out to stop her. She just deftly brushes your hand away while making a deliberate effort to slide her hand along the front of your boy shorts eliciting a loud moan. Once past your hips she lets your jeans fall down your legs "Oh those are some very lovely boy shorts. I do love the design on them" taking that as another excuse to run her hand over the dampening front of them. "But I'm afraid they are getting a bit dirty. Perhaps should do something about that. as well." Take my pantie's off? If I let her do that one one way that ends up. But I dunno if I can stop at this point anyway you think to yourself. The Clerk lady slides her hand over to your waistband slipping a finger inside. You move away hesitantly still struggling to make sense of all this. Noticing your hesitance she smiles reassuringly to you and leans in again taking your breasts into her mouth again suckling at it. All at once your head empties your thoughts and hesitations replaced by the fog of pleasure your whole body heating up at this point as the burning need ratchets up.