In yo face!

His cock twitches when you say 'outside' and you flash him a sweetheart grin, your eyes pools of tender innocence.

"Oh fuck..." He murmurs, a burst of hot wetness splashing against your chest, dribbling instantly down your cleavage. You manage a giggle as another gooey blob bursts wildly, this time further up your chest, two large stringy strips of white crisscrossing your ample cleavage.

You reach a hand up to steady him, stroking gently at the base of his cock as it pours more of the warm whiteness now onto your cheek, your forehead, the bridge of your nose, slowing to a dribble across your lips.

You hesitate to let your tongue out, to lap up a drop of that warm stickiness now coating the left side of your face, opting instead to bite your lip in a grin up at the very stricken boy.

"Hmm, so I take it you like the dress?" You smile, aching to suck in the sweet-smelling strand stringing between your lips as they part.

"Uh..." He swallows sharply, and you giggle sweetly back, standing.

"Oh gosh, I am just a mess!" You grin into the mirror in mock horror. "It would be a shame if any other staff here caught sight of this and found out just how it got there..."

"Oh god..." He swallows, a long translucent dribble catching on the front of his thigh.

"Pull your pants up. I'm going to go pick out a few more things and your gonna cover for me, sound good?" You flit a finger at his limpness, the wet strand splashing against your skin. "And I'll cover for you!" You smile, bringing the tiny dribble of cum to your lips and sucking it off.

You grab your clothes, old and new, and step out of the dressing room, Bill or Jim or whoever he was jumping in shock, scrambling to hide his shame. You step past the clearance rack this time and go for the good stuff.

"Oooh, this certainly is... sheer..." You glance at the size. Should be just tight enough. You flick through the rack, snatching out a few more items, grinning at the number of digits on these prices. What a steal!

"Uh..." Ted or whatever comes up to you and you turn to him, his eyes widening in horror. Oh, right, you're drenched in his cum. Ha! "Ucgh..." He chokes.

"Ring these up for me and I think I'll be on my way..." You hand him the stack of largely indecent clothing.

"Can I have, uh, your, uh, card?" He swallows.

"I could have her ring them up if you prefer?" You point at the girl at the register, who glances toward you and Rob or whatever his name was.

He swallows, then scurries off. You frown as you feel that first burst start to dribble its way down below your breasts. You awkwardly shove at it to dab it up, and glance down to see a nipple pop out. You smile, this dress is awesome!

"Ucgh..." Greg or whoever chokes, his hands full of bags and his eyes on your nipple. You grin, scooping up a healthy swab of his cum from your chest and gently rubbing it in. You can't help but let out a breathy sigh as your nipple quickly gets hard with the attention. Chuck or whoever chokes again.

"Thanks!" You grab the bags, leaving the perky nipple peeking out as you turn toward the storefront and step briskly out, soaked in his cum but weighed down by your ill-gotten gains.