Teeny Molly's Public Exhibition: Deepthroat & Doggystyle Delight in the Grocery Store

The fluorescent lights of the grocery store hummed, a stark contrast to the fire building inside Molly. Molly Little, a petite beauty with a mischievous glint in her eyes and small boobs barely contained by her thin top, scanned the aisles. This wasn't about groceries; it was about the thrill, the risk. She sent a furtive text to her partner: 'Aisle 7. Produce. Get ready.'

He appeared moments later, casually pushing a cart. Their eyes met, a silent acknowledgment of the game about to unfold. A quick scan of the surroundings – an elderly woman examining tomatoes, a stock boy stacking shelves in the distance. The coast was relatively clear. He gently pulled her into the back of the aisle, amongst the leafy greens. "Ready for some standing sex, baby?" he whispered into her ear, his voice laced with playful dominance. Molly, in her role playing fantasy, trembled with anticipation, her hands already reaching for his belt.

He unzipped his pants, revealing a thick, throbbing cock. Molly gasped softly, her mouth watering. Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees, taking him deep into her throat. A silent symphony of moans and gasps filled the small space. The deepthroat was intense, raw, the taste of him electrifying her senses. He gripped her hair, guiding her movements, pushing her further and further. The hot blowjob was exhilarating, dangerous, and oh-so-satisfying.

After that he lifted her up so that she could wrap her legs around his waist. He gave her a deep kiss as she started to ride him slowly. "Oh fuck, Molly, this is so hot". She knew reverse cowgirl was his favourite position but she wanted more, now. He leaned her up against the shelf and she grabbed the shopping car that he pushed with his hand, as he entered her roughly with the standing doggystyle position. "Oh god", she said while biting her lower lip, "this feels so good!" She moaned and started digging her nails into his back. He looked over her shoulder and said "Someone is coming, we need to get out of here!"

He gently turned her around to face him, their bodies still pressed together. He whispered, 'Let's try the missionary position in the car later, alright?' Molly nodded eagerly, her cheeks flushed. This grocery store rendezvous, a quickie fuelled by the thrill of the forbidden, had only ignited their passion further. They continued with their grocery shopping as if nothing had happened, but the secret intensity in their eyes betrayed the fiery encounter they just shared, hungry for more of their forbidden pleasure. She fantasized about his fingering and handjob, when he will find the opportunity to bring her to orgasm.