You don't even have to pay - No Pulse

"Coffee's on me! " Frankie shouts pointing her hands to the air and shaking her butt as the two of you are approaching the counter.

"Thanks, bitch!" You say winking to her. Your friend checks inside her golden purse, then stomps her foot on the ground lightly. "Oh, damn!" She pouts, making a sad expression with her big doe eyes and pushing her pillowy glossy lips forward. "I ain't got 'nuff munny..." She cries in the performative way you know very well. It's obvious to you she's trying to work the hottie behind the counter.

"Ohhh noes!" The clerk puts her hands on her cheeks in shock.

"I could, like, get arrested or sumthin'. Is there any other ways I could pay?" Frankie, never losing her touch, moves the back of her hand on her forehead, pushing back her shoulders to make her round tits shoot drastically forward. "Maybe with a big sloppy kiss" Her eyes are never leaving the waitress.

The two of them lean over the counter, lips meeting lips. Frankie is not content with just a make out session and she grabs the waitress boobies to play with. Hearing the slurping sounds coming from the scene in front of you you feel so horny. You could almost start masturbating right now, I only you had your favorite vibrator with you. That usually helped you get off in public. Stupid rules telling you you can't masturbate when you are horny. Same rules telling you you have to sneak off to suck dick!

As Frankie leaves the sloppy session you put on your fur coat. You check your phone to distract you from your damp panties, but there's still no signal. Sad.

"Soooo, I'm following you?" You ask Frankie the moment the two of you are out of the coffee shop. She smiles and winks at you, then points at her pink convertible...