Sugar and Spice this girl is really nice

Sugar and Spice this girl is really niceI could feel his eyes on me, 'Fuck I must be getting desperate', went through my mind. Here am I shopping in the local supermarket, looking for something they dont sell, I'm horny as hell and thinking about having a quickie, with anyone who is up for it.Now before you get carried away wondering who I am, I am not a middle-aged woman in a loveless relationship, a nymphomaniac, or something like that, no I am a girl, under the age of consent, but in the body of a woman, desperate to fuck a man, I am in my cock hungry stage in life, and my pussy is gnawing at my panties to be poked.So bear with my immature ramblings, as I walk around trying to induce men to follow me like the Pied Piper, pull my panties down and slide inside my gaping hole, yes it feels like that, but as I am a Virgin, I really would be tight as a gnats ass, honestly, I will squeeze your cock shaft so hard, you could not piss.I walk muğla escort into the fruit section, I look around and he is still close by, cool, so I pick up a cucumber and fondle as only the female can, I look around and look at him, I smile and do a little wank motion, he smiles, and I put it back down.I am now on the escalator, he is behind me, no one else is, so I lift my skirt a little, pretending to be adjusting my under skirt, my eyes drift up and meet his, he is staring, so I lift it a little past what might be considered decent, and hold it there, only dropping it back as I near the end of the escalator.I make my way across to the lingerie section, I wonder if he will follow, I cast a glance into a reflection on a nearby wall, yes, my heart skips a beat, he is, so I start looking at the more racy bits of underwear.I choose a woolen jumper and ask to try it on. The girl points to the booths and I make muğla escort bayan my way there, step inside leaving the door slightly ajar.I take of my jacket, and sneak a look through the thin sliver of light between the doors, he is there, my heart beats harder, so I pull of my jumper, look again, then take off my brassiere and stand in the cubical bare-breasted.'It's now or never', goes through my head, as my hand touches one of the swing doors and push it ever so slightly, it opens and I let him see my breasts.Hi head turns left then right, then back to me. His huge smile shows it is clear, so my hand drops to my waist and I undo my leather belt, the button, and finally the zipper, which I ease down.He stares, looks around and nods. We are communicating, he is my look out, he is making sure I dont get caught, so I release the door momentarily and push my denims down to my ankles, and push the door escort muğla open again.His jaw drops, he stares as my hand touches myself and I start to masturbate as he watches, I am cumming, it feels too good to stop, I can't stop, it is just too strong and let go the door, which closes, as I buckle into a heap in the back of the cubical.I emerge five minutes later, butter would not melt in my mouth, as I walk over to the assistant and hand back the jumper. She looks at me, as I shake my head in response to her wanting to know if I wanted to buy it.Suddenly and without warning he steps in and offers to buy it. I say nothing, perhaps I deserve it for letting him watch a girl do something naughty with herself in a public place.The package is handed to me, I tuck it under my arm and smile into his eyes, 'Thank you', I say and the girl assistant looks envious at me.We walk to the entrance and I wonder if he will fuck me, if I follow him to his place, I mean I am really up for some cock, and would never tell anyone, even though I just had a fresh orgasm, a good cock in the cunt would be nice.I look at him, the urge is too great, 'Dad, lets go back to your flat', he smiles, knowing what's on my mind.Life can be a bitch at 15.