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In the CBD there is a old rambling second hand book shop. The last of it’s breed in Brisbane.

I arrange to meet you there for our first encounter.
You have been told to wear a short skirt and the “no pantie” order has been issued.

You have been instructed to make it look like you’re casually browsing the old tomes as you amble your way to the back room and climb the three creaky steps. The room is quiet, no more than two people browsing as you go to the very back of the room.

As you browse, you hear another person climb the creaky steps, enter the room and walk along the ancient floorboards in your direction.

The tall man starts perusing books and you become aware that he seems to be working his way closer to you. Soon he is in the same isle and standing right behind you.

You’re turning pages when you feel a barely perceptible sensation. You are not sure if you’re imagining it. But then you feel it more firmly. He has his hand on your ass. You haven’t spoken a word or heard his voice yet he has the audacity to group you!!!

Now he’s pressing up against your back and smelling your hair. You can feel his hot breath on your neck. His hand is working its way up your skirt. You flush a little as you realise he’s checking to see if the “no panties” rule was obeyed and feel embarrassed knowing he will soon touch the juices that are flowing from your aching cunt.

His fingers slip easily into your pussy. You stifle a moan in a desperate attempt to not give the game away to the other customers,who are obliviously browsing, unaware that a young woman is being violation meters away.

A woman passes by the isle and his fingers are deftly removed and he is once again browsing. The move was so quick that you momentarily wonder if the fingering happened at all!
But then you feel his hands on your hips and he turns you to face him.

He stares straight into your liquid eyes, grabs the back of your neck and kisses you hard on the lips. His primal energy infusing with your feline hunger to be taken and controlled.

And now, applying pressure on your shoulders and pointing to the floor, you figure out you must kneel.  His cock is on display, but he does not force it down your throat. It is clear he expects you to demonstrate what a talented Minx you are.
And you are determined to give this impertinent man an experience that will be burned in his brain for eternity.

NSFW: yes

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