Stuffed Taco

Sally walks over to the Stuffed Taco, her eyes locked on the jet black eyes of the Goth girl working the counter. She can’t help but notice that the girl’s nipples are standing at full attention under her smock and lacy, translucent top. The girl’s name tag identifies her as “Roxy” and Sally can’t help but wonder if it’s piercing her nipple through the top and apron.

“Hiya,” Roxy said politely. “What can I do for you,” she added, licking her lips as she looked Sally up and down, her eyes stopping for an extra instant at Sally’s glazed thighs.

“I’d like my taco stuffed,” Sally said matter of factly. She pretended to look at the menu boards, putting her hands on her hips again and dragging the hem of her skirt up over her bare, soaking cunt. She watched from the edges of her vision as Roxy’s eyes drank in her sex, her tongue licking her lips again.

“I bet you would,” Roxy said quietly.

“I’m hungry, too,” Sally said, dropping her hands and walking up to the counter, propping herself on her elbows, giving Roxy a great view of her braless tits down the front of her dress. “I just let some guy finger fuck me…I came all over and I’m thirsty now,” Sally continued quietly, but not too quietly. She knew other people were looking at her, getting a great view of the bottom half of her ass. She spread her legs slightly, shifting her weight and gave whoever was looking a great view of her shaved mound as her juices started flowing faster and hotter. She could feel a couple of drops moving all the way down to her knees already.

“I think I have just the thing for you. Nice and hot. Juicy. Tasty….sweet with a little hint of something salty…”

“Mmmm,” Sally said and stood up. “I can’t wait,” she said and started rubbing herself against the counter top.

“I go on break in 15 minutes,” Roxy said, her skin flushing.