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My mother points to a chair across the aisle. “Honey, why don’t you try that chair? I like the minimalist style but I’m not sure it’s comfortable.” I dutifully sit on the wooden chair, schooling my face to remain neutral. The remote toy you control revs to life and my eye starts twitching. I glance over to you, casually chatting with my father. I stifle a moan as I sit gingerly while you throw me a knowing smile.

My parents came to the city to visit us and peruse the local furniture store for design ideas for their cottage. If my gentle, well meaning parents knew what you were doing to me, they would be horrified. I’m no longer their sweet little girl with this toy nestled inside me.

I pray that my white knuckles are the only things giving away my internal struggle to remain in control. My eyes meet yours and you wink at me before coming over to help me off the chair. You kiss my hair and whisper “How are you doing, baby? Feeling ok?” A whimper escapes me as I nestle my face into your torso. A few swipes on your phone and the vibrations stop. My body slumps as you hold me around the waist. How my parents don’t realize what is happening is beyond me.

They have wandered off to the next section and we are left alone for a minute. I turn to face you and kiss you hard. My hand sliding between us, feeling your hard length against the palm of my hand. The heat radiating off your cock is enough for my pussy to clench around the toy. You wrap your arms around me protectively and pull me tightly against you.

One of your hands disappears and the vibrations starts again. My eyes go wide as I try not to let a needy groan escape. You back me into a quiet corner of the store, shielding me from other shoppers. You brush the hair out of my face tenderly and murmur “It’s ok baby, let go. I’ve got you- cum for me.” I tilt my head up, you swallow each of my cries as my body is racked by a powerful orgasm. My hands grip your hips hard and I try to stay upright as each contraction threatens to pull me under.

My legs wobble as each wave of pleasure and my eyes roll back. Before I fall, you place me on a couch to come down off my high. The vibrations stop and I realize what just happened. My cheeks flush and I bury my face into your shoulder with a giggle. You simply kiss the top of my head and whisper, “That’s my good girl.”

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