Things escalate in the main part of the store.

"Mmmm," The black man's voice rumbles, "You're a good little slut, aren't you?" His hand continues down, brushing over your neatly shaved pubic mound, his thick finger sliding along the wetness of your slit.

Trembling with excitement, you reach out, placing your hands on the stocky black man's chest to steady yourself. The man's smile blossoms into a toothy grin at the contact, interpreting the action as acceptance of what he is doing. Cupping your chin, he draws your face to your own, his lips so close to your own that you can feel them brush yours.

A small orgasm rocks your body from the sheer excitement when his lips touch yours. You never imagined that your first kiss would be anything like this. When you feel his tongue touch your lips, you open your mouth, allowing the invading tongue free access as your own tongue darts out to dance with his.

Behind you, the other man uses your sudden vulnerability to slide his hand between your legs, slipping around to the front of you where his finger slides between the folds of your soaking wet pussy where he lightly probes at your opening.