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I pull up to my girlfriend's record shop, dick already twitching at the thought of her strutting in those sexy New Rock boots, she knows they make me feral. But she's not there. Instead, her emo coworker is behind the counter, owning the place like she owns my fate with a devilish smirk. She eyes me up while I browse the punk section.  My stomach drops, she knows everything. That flirty morning message begging my girl to wear the boots and tease me in the shop for some fun. No escape now. She locks the door and takes total control. She commands me to spill my dirty secrets. What haven't I begged my girl for yet? Eating that boss ass? Drenching her tits in my load, I confess it all, voice shaking. She delivers harder, Hauling up her skirt, covering my face in her perfect ass, tongue deep in that puckered hole as she moans and grinds. Then she drops to her knees while shoving her tits in my face. I explode, thick ropes of cum splattering her bouncing nipples.