I went to the mall with my friend, who needed new lingerie. She met one of the guys that she liked from her Geometry class, and I told them they could visit while I went to get something to eat. I was starving! I rushed over to the taco stand because it wasn’t busy. The cook came to the front and took my order. When it came time for me to pay for it, I couldn’t find my wallet! All I had was my cell phone, and I didn’t see my friend anywhere. I tried to bargain with the cook and told him that I could pay as soon as my friend returned. He said that he needed payment now; but, then, he leaned over the counter and said that he could take a different type of payment. His mischievous grin told me that he was flirting with me. I signed and inquired more. “A blow-job would be nice, wouldn’t take long, either,” he winked. “Your tacos would still be warm, too.”
He opened the side door and led me to the back. He pushed me up against the wall in the kitchen and began frantically unzipping his pants. He had grease stains everywhere; and, then, I began to wonder if they were cum stains. I looked at his stubby, hairy cock. I tried to be enthusiastic because I wanted my food; but, he was impatient and slammed his cock all the way down my throat. I gagged and choked, but he seemed excited by my sounds and began pounding my throat. I felt his pre-cum slide down my throat as he pressed my head against the sticky, hard wall. I tried to keep my eyes closed so I didn’t see the filthy kitchen. He shot his load down my throat. I got up and took my tacos. “Honey,” he called out as a I was walking away. “You’ve got a little dessert on the corner of your lips. I wiped it off, totally embarrassed and went to look for my friend who asked, “What the hell happened to your hair?” I felt the back of my head and it was sticky and all pushed up. I felt gross but even more hungry than before. I tried to think about something else as we got back in the car and I began eating my tacos.