Most important meal of the day...

"Uh, right, okay, yes..." He swallows. "Yes, you can, um, take the dress, and leggings and stuff, just, um, you have to swallow it all..."

Wordlessly you slip forward, his cock sliding effortlessly between your lips as your tongue wraps itself around his head. He bursts nearly before your even seal him in, and you let him fill your mouth, the tip of your tongue teasing at his tip spraying the hot goo inside you. You suck ever-so-gently, pumping him dry, but keeping that precious cargo in place.

He finishes quickly and you let him drop free, already rapidly softening before you. You open wide, the heavy load filling your mouth displayed almost proudly up.

"Okay now, um, swallow." He says nervously, and you grin. You pulls yourself up and waggle a finger, calmly tidying up a pile of your old and new clothes, which you slip under your arm.

"Hey, uh, this, uh, we had a deal?" He nervously stumbles, pulling his clothes back into place an instant before you pull the door open. You waggle your eyebrows, gaping your mouth at him, still full of his cum.

You walk calmly over to the storefront, Ben nervously stepping along with you. As you pull up to the monitors, they buzz.

You look sidelong at him and he shouts over to the girl at the register: "My bad, I got it!" He grabs at the clothes in your hand, slipping off the security device with a tool from his pocket, his hands reaching a little generously at your backside to do the same to the dress you're wearing.

His fingers linger a little long on your bare backside and you look at him and open your mouth. He jumps away.

"You should be good, ma'am! Have a great day, and come see us again!"

You smile, stepping out and swallowing. "With deals like these, I just might!" You grin as the doors slide closed behind you.