I Fucking Quit!

I Fucking Quit!

She walked into the restaurant, looking around as she entered. Where was her boyfriend? She went to the counter, the smell of steak and seafood hitting her. She leaned over the counter, her breasts grazing it and the steam from the frier billowing up and making her sweat. “Where is my boyfriend?” she asked the boy behind the counter, who grinned as he looked from her chest to her face. “Um… I think he’s in the bathroom.” “Thanks,” she said, smiling and turning toward the bathroom. “I’ll find him.” Her mini skirt blew up as she passed quickly by the customers. The men turned their heads and the women stared menacingly. She made her way up the carpeted ramp to the men’s side. She stopped and knocked at the door. “Honey, are you in there?” No answer. Suddenly, in a flash the door opened, and a hand flew through and grabbed her by her shirt collar, and fiercely pulled her in. Her vision blurred as she stumbled in, and ran into the sink, catching herself with her hands in front of her. She took one quick glance into the mirror and saw her boyfriend behind her. “Baby, what are you doing?! I just came to see you at work… I thought you’d be happy to see me! I don’t want you to get fired.” His eyes widened and an evil grin crossed his face. His hands roughly grabbed at her shirt, and he pulled it up. Grabbin a handful, he leaned his face into her hair, next to her ear, and whispered, “What if I want to get fired? I hate this fucking place. All I want is to fuck you, baby!” With that, he threw a hand onto her upper back and pushed her face toward the sink. With one rip, he yanked her skirt down, and with the other hand, grabbed her hair. Pulling it roughly, he began to grind his throbbing member into her ass. She moaned and felt herself getting wet. His hand left her skirt, and pulled her pink lace panties aside. Two fingers worked their way into her pussy, slamming in and out. She screamed out, grasping the sink as her body rocked with the force of his movements. His cock throbbed in his pants, wanting to slide inside. When he was satisfied with the pleasure he had given her, he grabbed her hips, spun her around, and grabbed her ass, picking her up, and shoving her onto the sink. She was moaning and shaking, and she looked into his eyes as if to say, I want you. Turned on even more, like a dog in heat, he quickly ripped his pants down around his ankles, and pulled his cock out. Rubbing it’s head, he looked her over. Her body shook and her pussy dripped. He reached up smoothly and grabbed her hair. He kissed her deeply and then forced himself inside, slamming in as far as he could. She gasped, and dug her nails into his shoulders. “Fuck me hard, baby! Fuck me like you don’t care!” she cried. Hearing this, a rush of lust hit him, and he slammed her back into the mirror, shattering it. Over and over again, he fucked her. The blood from her back covered the mirror, but she didn’t care. She screamed in ecstasy, screaming dirty words and phrases, like she’d never been to church in her life. He grabbed her thighs, and picked her up. He walked to the side of the closest stall, and slammed her against the wall. Pounding away, she began to cum. “I’m cumming, baby!” As she screamed, she got tighter, and the liquid ran down her legs and onto his. This made him shake and pant. He moans in sharp breaths, and then he got weak. “I’m cumming too, baby! Oh God!” He shot into her, and thrusted with each squirt. Weaker then ever, he set her down, and pulled out of her. After a couple of kisses and when they gained their composure, and their clothing back, they walked through the restroom door, and back into the restaurant, holding hands. Every customer and employee looked at them, knowing what had just happened. They continued walking, grinning… As they arrived at the exit, he turned around and shouted “I fuckin quit!” They left.

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