Emily's day out - the fantasy continues

‘shhhh’ she whispered with a finger on her lips as she moved forward and wrapped her arms around me, thrusting her tongue into my mouth and pressing her throbbing, wet, hard clitty into my thigh. I knew that my tucking wouldn’t stand this and felt my clitty come free of its confinement springing past the flimsy material and touching against her beautiful stocking clad thighs. I reached down and took hold of her feeling the pre-cum on my fingers as I grasped her and started to stroke – I felt her body tense as I did, and her kisses became more urgent. I knew we wouldn’t have long before a shop assistant came to see what was going on, and reached down into my handbag, which I’d laid on the dressing room stool for the small bottle of lube I carried – just for the little toy I had bought a week before, coating my hand in lube I smeared across her clitty feeling her grind into me with pleasure- I carried on until my fingers were on her pussy, pushing the tip in as I applied the slippery substance to her opening. I held my other hand over her mouth as she gasped and moaned and, taking her hips turned her around to face the mirror; I could tell from the look on her face that she knew what was going to happen next, I smeared the rest of the lube on my own bursting clitty and pressed the head against her opening, I felt her push back onto me, her breathing shallow, willing me to enter her. I felt my fingers pushing into the flesh of her hips – enjoying the smoothness of the skin and the enthusiasm she showed to my attentions, then she yielded to me, I slipped right in – all the way to the top, feeling the slap as I went in as deep as I could – biting her hand to stifle her moans I began to thrust, urgently into her sweet pussy, feeling her clench around my clitty sending spasms of delight through my body. I could see in the dressing room mirror a stream of juice trailing from her now wildly swinging clitty – the sight turned me on so much that I began to feel the familiar tightening and whispering in a half moan said ‘I’m going to cum – shall I pull out?’ – even now worrying about spoiling her lovely output with a messy creampie.