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"Noon!" Karen agreed and turned away, hand in hand with Jake toward the main entrance.

Jake squeezed her hand and leaned close. "I've never seen you kiss a girl."

Karen giggled softly and pushed the door open. The mall was utterly deserted on the other side. "You don't know the half of it," she said with a jaunty grin as she let the door close.

"I don't?" he replied, a frown distorting his face.

"Oh c'mon, Jake, don't get jealous over Nikki! She's just. . .just really helpful sometimes. This way!"

"What's this way?"

"Hell if I know, but I know Sammy's gonna go the other way, and I'd rather not bump into them."

Karen's body was tingling with arousal. It had been unbearable for days ever sinc she'd hatched her plan with Nikki and Sammy. She'd been burning with desire at the thought of finally getting some serious alone time with Jake. She'd had to drag Nikki off to the bathroom with her at the GHA Booster Club Banquet, practically begging bunny to eat her out a few times in the stall for relief. But even that wasn't enough! Her arm tugged and she turned, realizing Jake had stopped in the corridor.

"Should I be jealous of Nikki?" he asked, looking a little hurt.

"No! You're just. . .you know how hard it is for us to be alone together! And some days my body needs you to be there when you aren't. Everyone knows it's not cheating if it's another girl! She's my best friend and she gets me off when I can't stand it."

Jake frowned at her and Karen's heart sank. She knew she was in trouble. All over a little tonguing! She'd be more than happy to let Jake take Nikki's place, if it were possible.

Jake crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh, so it wouldn't be cheating if I needed some guy to jerk me off in the locker room?"

"Cheating?" Karen asked. She moved closer, letting her small breasts bump into his chest. Her nipples were stiff, poking through her shirt visibly. She reached down and grabbed the crotch of his jeans. She grinned, feeling him throb in response almost immediately. "If you want to let a guy grab your cock that bad, invite me and we'll have a real party!"

"Hey!" Jake said, blushing. But she knew he liked her aggressive side and she could feel him throb to stiffness in her hand. "That's not what I meant," he protested.

"I know. The only reason I need Nikki is cuz I can't have you, okay? But today I have you," she said lustily, starting to stroke his shaft through the jeans. "And I'm not letting you go."

"Cut that out," he said, groaning. She could feel dampness on her palm where he started to leak pre into his jeans. "Someone'll see!"

"Who's gonna see?" she said, with a wicked grin. She pressed her body a little closer, right there in the middle of the mall, and unzipped his pants with her body barely keeping his modesty. She slipped her hand into the open fly and gasped with delight as her fingers coiled around the hot flesh of his cock. "God," she said. "Finally!"

Jake grunted softly when her fingers wrapped around his shaft. He pushed his hips forward, panting. "Karen. We're in the middle of the mall! Put it back!"

"Nuh uh. I'm not letting this puppy go," she said with a grin. Her dad would've been proud of the pun. She looked around, licking her lips as she surveyed the empty mall. She met eyes with a teenage girl working in a clothing store across the way. She flashed a smile, feigning innocence. Then her eyes fell on something a few stores down and lit up. Perfect.

"Fuck," she swore. The word was a little awkward but it felt appropriate. "C'mon!"

Jake didn't have much of a choice, with his erect shaft protruding from his open fly. Karen guided him by his exposed cock down the avenue of shops, her ears perked for sounds of alarm. She was almost sad that no one saw. She grinned when she heard Jake's nervous yelp as he figured out her ploy.

She flipped aside the curtain of the photo booth and lead him inside by his cock, pulling the curtain shut behind them again.

"This is a bad idea. . ." Jake said tentatively, but precum was leaking out of his tip and over Karen's knuckles.

"C'mon, no one EVER uses these things on a busy night, and this place is completely deserted. It's the perfect spot! We're less likely to get caught here than in a changing room."

"I dunno, Ka-unnnhh." She had knelt down and was letting her tongue stop the argument.

She giggled, "Shhh, sweetie." She nudged him backward and the booth's bench hit him in the back of the knees, forcing him to sit.

She shifted her grip so that her fingers were curled comfortably around the base as she took the head in her muzzle. Jake hissed out a breath through his nose but managed to keep quiet. He shifted on the bench, spreading his legs so that it was comfortable for her to kneel in front of him in the tight space. Such a thoughtful boy, she thought. A thoughtful, delicious boy who's gonna fill my ass with his spunk.

She sucked on the tip of his shaft the way he liked, using her hand to stroke the rest of his shaft. His precum leaked into her mouth and her whole body shivered in response, hungry for it. She sucked on the head, her tongue licking away the fluid with a curled flick that she felt him stiffen in response to. She grinned around his boyhood.

She didn't bother with going slow or toying with him. She'd run out of patience weeks ago. She lifted her other hand and cupped his balls with them, fondling them as she sucked on his cocktip and stroked him with her other hand. Her fist pumped him rapidly as her tongue coiled around the sensitive flesh of his tip, licking and teasing. She felt him shift on the wooden bench. His hand lifted up, fingers sliding into her hair, tangling there as he held on. Not commanding, not pushing her face into his crotch like some might, just hanging on.

She felt his cock thicken, felt his balls start to clench. She moved then, quickly putting her plan into motion. Her lips slid off the tip of his cock with a pop and she clenched both her hands. One pumped down to the base of his cock and gripped tightly. With the other hand, she circled the very top of his scrotum with thumb and forefinger and squeezed carefully but firmly. His balls drew up against her palm, but he couldn't cum.

His body shifted frantically and he grunted as his feet skidded across the floor, his body twisting, a desperate groan in his throat. His cock twitched and surged in her hand but nothing came forth.

"D-damn--Karen--what. . .!"

She tilted her head, watching, licking her lips. As he tried to cum, his knot swelled, as big around as her fist. His cock twitched several more times before he calmed down, a growl in his throat.

"That's what I was looking for," she cooed, bending close to let her tongue stroke over the engorged flesh, though she still gripped him with both hands in case a stray lick set him off.

"F-fuck," her boyfriend swore uncharacteristically. "What are you doing, Karen? I gotta. . .you gotta let me. . ."

"Patience, silly wolf," she purrred. "I've been waiting for this."

She released his shaft slowly, and then his balls, ready to clamp back down if he started jetting. A little cum dribbled out of the tip and his cock twitched, but nothing else happened. His erection, and more importantly, his knot, still raged. She grinned. "Perfect!:

Then she stood and turned her back toward him. She reached down and unbuttoned her jeans, deliberately letting him watch as she wiggled the denim off her hips and over the curve of her ass. She was wearing a thong, one Nikki had bought for her secretly, and she giggled when she heard him groan desperately at the sight of her ass.

She pulled the jeans off completely and followed them with the thong, lifting her tail so he got a full view of her tailhole and dripping cunny as she pulled it down. She was in heat and soaked. More than anything, she wanted that knot to tie in her pussy right now. But she knew the risks. She was smarter than that, and they had a solution that worked almost as well.

Then a new thought occurred to her and she grinned even bigger, more excited.

"Hang on! I just thought of something," she squeaked, turning. She leaned in and kissed Jake, long, slow, and hungry. She felt his cocktip against her stomach, felt his precum getting a small stain on her shirt. He made a confused sound when she thrust a hand into his pocket, then grinned triumphantly when she ended the kiss with a five dollar bill in her hand.

"You're not--god, you're bad today, Karen!" He hissed the words in a whisper, but didn't sound as though he disapproved. When it came to sex, Jake was a bit stuffy sometimes, but when she got him warmed up, he was as excitable as she was.

She just flashed him a cute grin in reply and turned her back to him again. She sighed when she felt his hands on her small, bare ass. He growled softly behind her, hungry now and more than a little frustrated at how she'd forced him to knot. Perfect. She fed the bill into the machine and set it to a slow series of snaps.

Then she took a careful step up and back, standing right up onto the bench so that the first shot showed neither of their faces, only her young, wet sex at the top of the picture, and his raging knotted shaft at the bottom.

Then she knelt down with her knees spread, back still to Jake so that she was exposed, her position spreading the lips of her little pussy. She felt Jake's cock nudge her tailhole and they both moaned quietly, in sync. She heard the camera take another shot.

His hands moved to her hips. He was taking control now, the way she liked him to. He knew just what she liked him to do, the way she knew him. His hands tightened and half-sheathed claws pressed against her skin as he pulled her down. Her tailhole was slick with her arousal and his tip stretched it in no time. She leaned back, hoping the camera could see at least the rim of her little hole as it stretched around her boyfriend's hot prick.

He leaned forward, bit her lovingly on the neck in that spot that made her quiver all over. And he pulled, never letting up, guiding her body further and further onto his twitching shaft. She bit her lip, stifling the sounds she wanted to make. His cock was so hot inside her, and she could feel it dribbling precum in her, which felt even hotter.

Then she nudged his knot and gasped. The camera snapped another shot. In this position, the knot felt much bigger than it had to her tongue, her fingers. Impossibly big.

He had knotted her before on several occasions. It was her favorite part, feeling that massive swell filling her, being tied to him until it finally calmed down. And now, he knew what she wanted. She'd talked to him about it plenty of times, but they'd never had the chance to try. She wanted to take the knot, she'd told him. Have him push it inside her. It was so erotic in her head, having Jake stretch her around his big knot.

Now that the moment was here, she was less confident. She could feel his pulse in the thick knotflesh that pressed against her tailhole. It felt enormous and she suddenly felt a little foolish for thinking she could take it. She opened her mouth to say so, but Jake's fingers tightened on her hips, clawtips pressing against her flesh. He was determined and he pulled her down firmly. She started to cry out, then remembered their location and bit down on it just in time, letting out a muffled squeak instead.

Her tailhole felt so hot and, impossibly, she felt herself begin to stretch as Jake's hands pulled at her inexorably. She opened her mouth again to ask him to stop and got nothing out but another little squeak. Her knees trembled and she felt like she was about to burst. His knot was bigger than she had imagined and it felt like it would split her in two. But it didn't hurt, not exactly. The pleasure of having Jake in her ass was so intense that it masked the pain. What she felt instead was like heat, and the bigger she stretched, the hotter the taut ring of her tailhole felt.

Her body shuddered and she ground her hips down onto the knot, shivering with pleasure when she heard Jake groan. The photobooth snapped another picture, with her mouth open and eyes rolled back as the widest point of the knot stretched her to her very limits. To her disbelief, Jake picked that moment to stop, his fierce grip on her loosening for a moment as her beau panted for breath. She was stretched so full that she couldn't reliably form words on her tongue; she teetered on the brink of orgasm but felt she would split herself in two if she climaxed while stretched so wide. And he knew it, she realized, hating him for it and loving him for it. The limbo was excruciatingly perfect.

He bit her again, hard, on the other side of her neck, expressing his dominance and confirming her guess that he knew exactly what he was doing. Most of the time, Karen's alpha tendencies outstripped his. She couldn't help it, and he never complained. But he always asserted control other ways. He had more control over his needs than she did, and with his cock inside her and every muscle of her body desperate for orgasm, he was in charge.

Her body trembled on his shaft, arousal dripping obscenely out of her spread girlhood, over the remainder of his knot and down onto his furred scrotum. Instinctively, she tried to grind down, to pop him inside of her, but he moved just enough to deny her leverage, to keep her at the brink.

"Please!" she whispered urgently, lips finally able to form the word. And so she submitted to her alpha, begging him for release. She felt his hands tighten on her hips again and her whole body tensed in anticipation of release. But he didn't pull on her, not right away. He hesitated, savoring how her body anticipated him, and letting her know that he could deny her if he chose to. She teetered there in on the brink for what felt like ages.

She opened her mouth, prepared to show her submission again if that's what he wanted, but she could make no sound. Her body ached for the release just out of reach. This was more than just their usual dance for dominance. It was payback. She could only make a soft whimper as he held her there, stretched and desperate. She heard him chuckle into her shoulder and burned with fury that she couldn't act on.

And then his fingers curled, and her body was full of him. She arched her back, opened her mouth in a silent scream, and squirted as the camera clicked again. Her tailhole clenched powerfully around the narrower base of Jake's cock. His arms held her against him as she came powerfully, her muscles squeezing around the cock that seemed to fill her whole body. Her body was out of her control as she bucked wildly in Jake's lap, squirting again and again so hard the fluid sprinkled the screen of the booth's controls. Briefly, she worried about Jake's pleasure. With his knot in her, there would be none of the tight thrusting into her anus that usually lead to him getting off. The question was answered a half-second after it occurred to her. Apparently, the strong, rhythmic squeeze of her muscles in climax was enough in his denied state.

Her body blossomed with heat as she felt his spunk paint her insides, jetting out of the tip of his cock. Feeling his jizz erupt into her triggered a second orgasm. His hand slapped over muzzle, catching in time the uncontrollable squeal that tried to escape her as she bucked on his cock. He held her tightly in silence as both of their hips moved in short, uncontrollable thrusts, more and more of his cum filling her until finally they were both still. She panted for breath, feeling his cum seeping out of her despite the knot. She twisted her upper body to face him, grinning when he grunted at how the movement pushed her hips into his crotch. She could feel his corresponding twitch stir the seed inside of her.

She kissed him then, hard and passionate, thrusting her tongue into his muzzle. The camera clicked for the sixth and final time. Karen realized, with a little amusement, how short their orgasms really were.

The kiss drew out long as the two of them lost themselves in it. She loved that he was such a good kisser, because there was often a lot of time to kill when the two of them were tied together like this. She raked her claws down the side of his neck and heard him groan, felt him twitch inside her in response, surprising her a little. He could stay erect, tied inside her for nearly half an hour, but his lust usually faded after ejaculation, leaving them with a pleasant, enforced cuddle afterwards.

But now, his hands stroked over her body and his breathing was still shallow. He flexed and she felt his cock thicken inside her and she moaned sweetly in response to it. His claws parted her fur, raking over her flesh. He pushed her shirt up to expose her small breasts, leaving her completely exposed in the middle of the posh mall, her decency dependent on a curtain that didn't quite cover the entire opening of the photobooth.

She squeaked softly when his claws raked over the curve of her breasts and again when his fingers pinched the stiffening nipples. His teeth pressed hard against the flesh between her neck and shoulder, reminding her to be quiet. She bit her lip, trembling with her growing arousal, and tried to comply.

His claws dragged slowly down her sides, over the curve of her ass, teasing the edge of its cleft on either side of his cock. Then he slid his hands up the backsides of her thighs and gripped her gently, lifting her feet off the bench as he shifted under her a little. He pushed his hips forward, slouching on the bench so that her back naturally reclined against his chest. Her feet found purchase against the far wall, but her entire body was supported by the wolf under her, focused at the knotted cock that was still tied in her warm, full backside. The position made him seem even bigger inside her, if that was possible, and it nudged the narrow tip a little deeper.

Comfortable in the new position, his hands started stroking her again. His claws grazed over the insides of her thighs, teased alongside her mons, then trailed up her toned tummy, making her shiver every inch of the way. Then his two hands parted ways, one continuing up as the other strayed back down. He grabbed her breast firmly, claws softly pricking her skin.

His other hand cupped her mons, fingers barely brushing over the thin fur that covered it. She arched her hips upward and then had to bite her lip as the movement caused the knot to tug at her tailhole. Her body shuddered in response and he chuckled softly by her ear. He didn't make her anticipate his touch for too long this time, though, and pressed his fingers against her smooth, dripping lips. She huffed out a breath and purred deeply at the touch, her arousal and lingering girlcum coating his fingers quickly.

He licked her ear, knowing how it made her shiver, then lowered his head to the curve of her neck again. He bit her, harder than before, latching there. She made a soft sound of protest, her body instinctively limp. When he bit her like that, her body became his, and he knew it. He didn't release her, pressing his teeth firmly into her flesh, so that she was forcibly motionless as his hands tormented her.

He tweaked her nipple, then twisted it gently as his other hand traced her young labia. She breathed shallowly, body trembling but unable to move any more than that. His hand switched breasts and he tweaked that nipple a little harder, pulling at it while he let his fingers dip a little deeper, brushing across her wet inner labia. She moaned out loud and then quieted herself when his teeth pressed harder.

Two fingers slide inside her and she could feel how the knot that filled her tailhole pushed against them through the wall of her pussy, barely letting them slide inside. It made his fingers feel bigger, her snatch tighter, and she whimpered, her muscles squeezing around the fingers as they pushed inside her. He shifted his palm, grinding it against her stiff little clitty as the fingers probed as deep as they could. She closed her eyes tightly, her body limp but trembling above him.

Then he shifted, pushing his hips upward, forcing the knot and his cock deeper into her stuffed tailhole. Simultaneously, he curled his fingers inside her and started to pump them into her snatch. She managed to confine her cry to a strangled little whimper as she came again. Her feet braced against wall of the booth and her body bucked wildly in his lap, the muscles of her ass clenching and rippling around his cock as she came. Her girlcum squirted between his fingers, adding more to the mess she had made of the photo monitor a few minutes earlier.

He grunted softly into her neck and kept pumping his fingers, grinding his hips in time to her wild bucking, his own body tense under her, straining. Her mouth gaped as his fingers forced her to a second orgasm, her muscles clenching tighter. As she arched her hips, her anus straining at the tie joining them, he heard him grunt a second time, a soft, strangled sound. She felt him swell inside her. Her eyes shot open in surprise as she realized what was happening just before the thick rope of semen shot deep inside her body. She climaxed again, the booth rattling audibly as her body shook with her feet braced against the wall. He growled primally into her bitten shoulder as his hips rocked hard against her body, a powerful thrust for each spurt of his hot seed.

He released her shoulder as he finished, his arms still strong around her, holding her tightly as she shook for a few seconds more then slowly grew still and limp, thankful for his tight embrace.

They lay like that, panting and spent, for minutes that she couldn't track. Then she arched her back and whispered a moan. He murmured in response, his hand stroking her breast softly in response.

"Two!" she hissed in a whisper.

"I know," he said with a chuckle, brushing his thumb over her nipple so that her whole body shivered. "How many for you?"

"Mmmm, I lost count, you studly alpha."

She twisted on top of him until their muzzles could find one another and kissed him again. This time it was his tongue that filled her mouth and she moaned sweetly around it, sucking on it. She squirmed and pushed her butt down into his lap, squeezing her muscles around his cock and shivering when she felt it milk a little more of his spunk into her bowels. She pulled her muzzle away, sliding her lips down his tongue.

"Wanna go for three?"

"Three? I don't think there's anything left to squeeze out of me."

She braced her legs, pushed down into his lap, which pushed him deep inside her. They both groaned together.

"Sit up," she ordered breathlessly. He complied, hands gripping her hips as he scooted his butt back onto the bench to sit up.

Her next maneuver was tricky considering both the tie and the confined space. She lifted her leg, her foot sticking out of the curtain briefly as she did. Jake widened his eyes as she stretched until her leg was parallel with her body, foot over her head. She turned in his lap then, dropping her foot on the other side of him, panting. With his knot twisting inside her tailhole, the fit felt even tighter. But now she was chest to chest with him, and her limber legs wrapped around him, squeezing their bodies together. He had swallowed when she'd twirled and she could feel him tense underneath her. She grinned.

"I didn't know you could do that!" he whispered shakily.

"I didn't know you could cum three times in a row!" she countered.

"You still don't know that," he said.

"Lies," she accused him, then wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. He'd almost burst a third time when she'd twisted around on him, she knew. She squeezed against him, holding him tight in her arms and legs as she pushed her little butt into his lap. She was desperate for him to cum again, to fill her to the breaking point.

His whole body shuddered when she kissed him and pushed his cock deeper. His hands glided down her bare back, finding her ass and squeezing it tightly, making her purr. When she squeezed with her legs, her cunny pressed against his stomach, staining his shirt. She bounced her little hips frantically, letting the fabric rub her little slit as her whole body bounced on his knot.

It didn't take long, like that. She felt his hands tighten on her ass, spreading the cheeks even wider. He broke the kiss, rolling his head back onto the wall of the booth with a thump. Then his body tensed under her and her own body squeezed tightly in anticipation, gripping the shaft and knot inside her with every ounce of strength she had.

His climax was more powerful than either of the previous two. He pounded his hips upward so hard that she gasped, and the second thrust knocked the air out of her for a second, leaving her gaping for air as her own orgasm rocked her little body. The peak for both of them was short lived, though, their bodies already nearly spent. She felt his cock surge once, and then a second time, unloading his spunk into her before they both fell still. She clutched him tightly, her body weak and trembling as his knot almost immediately started to fade. Within a few moments, she felt his cock grow limp and slide out of her abused tailhole.

He picked her up gingerly, and she was amazed that he had the strength to do so. He stood, setting her on the bench then tucking his messy boyhood into his boxers and jeans. "Get dressed," he whispered urgently. "I can't believe no one's interrupted our party yet." He slipped out of the booth then.

The pictures, she realized, blushing. She wondered how long the photostrip had been sitting in the tray on the outside of the booth, where anyone might walk by and grab them. She slipped into her panties and jeans hurriedly, every muscle protesting with the sweet ache of sex. Her cellphone fell out of her back pocket as she squeezed her butt into the jeans. Grinning, she grabbed it and thumbed a quick text to Nikki.

[Karen: So full of cum. <3]

Then she searched for her shoes and found them, much to her embarrassment, just outside the curtains, one on either side of the booth. Jake gently pushed her back into the booth, following her inside and pulling the curtain closed again.

"Got the evidence but we gotta be quick."

He tugged her shirt back down over her breasts and she blushed as she realized she'd forgotten that when grabbing her shoes. Jake dug into his pocket, pulling out another five dollar bill.

"Quick? What's going on?"

"Sit on my lap," he ordered as he sat down, then he pulled her down when she didn't act quick enough for him. He leaned across her and fed the bill into the machine. Then he wrapped his arm around her waist and pressed her body against the side wall with his body as the camera started clicking. He kissed her hard and she didn't see any reason to argue. She scratched down his back as he thrust his tongue into her muzzle. She tangled her other hand into his hair, losing track of time as the machine snapped pictures of their makeout session.

Then she heard the rings of the curtain slide across the metal bar, and she yelped in surprise, pushing Jake off her.

"Hey, what the hell?!" she yelled angrily at the intruder.

"Alright you two, out of the booth right now!"

She looked up, ready to snarl angrily but caught herself when she saw the uniform the officer was wearing. The officer's air of authority was ruined a little by the ridiculous mirrored Rayban-knockoffs he was wearing indoors.

"Sorry, officer," Jake said in a fake-conciliatory tone. "The machine seems to be working fine, we don't need any assistance."

"Assistance? I'm not here to offer assistance, you little prick. This here's a photobooth, not your private shag shack."

Jake stood up now and Karen took on the look of confused, affronted girlfriend. She made wide eyes at the officer and privately loved the fact that Jake was already nearly as tall as the otter mall cop. He was going to grow into a real hunk as they got older together.

"I think we know what a photobooth is," Jake said, some of the politeness leaving his voice. "If there's a rule against kissing in a photobooth, you should probably get rid of the thing completely because you know that's all anyone does in them!"

"You think I'd come down here to drag you kids out on your asses if I thought all you were doing is kissing? From the call I got, a lot more than kissing was going on in there!"

Jake rolled his eyes. Karen loved his performance. "Listen, I dunno what YOU think kids our age are doing these days, but you better be careful what you accuse my girlfriend of doing, okay? That's disgusting! Look!"

Jake grabbed the film out of the dispenser and pushed it in the Napoleon-complexed mall cop's face. Six photos of the two of them making out, clothes in place. The officer had to lift his mirrored shades to study it and Karen had to resist the urge to laugh at him. Resisting was even harder when the man visibly blushed.

"So are you gonna drag paying customers out. . .how did you put it? On our asses? Or admit that maybe some of the other employees here think you've got nothing better to do than harass some innocent kids in a photobooth?"

Karen's eyes widened a little as she saw the otter's face go dark. Jake had gone too far. She glanced up at her alpha wolf and saw that he realized his mistake too. He leaned in and put a hand on the man's shoulder. "Listen, if you ask me, I think the girl working register over there just wants to make sure you're distracted. Maybe she's got something to hide, huh?"

Jake jerked his thumb and Karen leaned to see who was gesturing at. It was the girl who had seen them earlier when Karen was leading Jake by his cock. She was watching the whole exchange and she yelped when the officer looked her way, then ducked behind a nearby rack of clothes.The otter officer scowled and straightened his belt.

"You kids better behave yourself, you hear me? This is a respectable mall and we expect our customers to act in a respectable manner." The mall cop already had his back to them, however, and Karen collapsed into a fit of barely contained giggles when Jake pulled the curtain back in place. He sat down next to her, laughing too.

"That was close!" he said, slipping his arm around her.

"My smooth-talking alpha wolf hero," she cooed sincerely. He grinned at her and held her close. They shared another kiss, slow and sweet.

"Three times," she purred, biting his jawline playfully.

"Three times," he agreed, sounding exhausted. "Is lunch soon? I may dry up and blow away if it's not."

"Nah, we got. . ." Karen checked her phone again and blanched. "Oh shit, we've got like ten minutes to get down there. Where'd all the time go?!"

"Into your ass," Jake said with a toothy grin. Karen slapped his shoulder.

"Don't be crude!" she said sharply, but they both laughed. He took her hand and lead the way out of the photobooth. They both giggled as they saw the officer and the clothing associate arguing animatedly. The other employees and customers were so caught up staring at the argument that no one noticed the two very content preteens sneaking out of the booth.

"Oh god," said Karen when they were a few stores away. "I forgot to clean the booth. My cum's like ALL OVER that screen."

Jake laughed and squeezed her hand. "I think that legally makes it yours. You should file an injunction." She blushed bright red and bit her lower lip. She walked close to Jake, resting her head on his shoulder as he lead the way to the restaurant in comfortable silence. They were in sight of the posh italian place before the silence finally broke.

"Hey Karen?"

"Mmm?"

"You know how you joked earlier, about inviting you to join if I wanted another guy to jerk me off?"

She laughed softly and squeezed his hand. "Definitely! Although now that you can fill me with cum three times in one go, what would I need a second cock for?"

"I was actually thinking more along the lines of a second girl. . ." he said carefully. Karen stopped in the corridor, feeling a growl building up in her chest. He held his free hand up defensively. "Hey! All I meant was, maybe you could, uh. . .you know, invite me to the Karen and Nikki party?"

Karen stopped growling, giggling instead. She giggled harder when she saw Jake's confused and slightly worried face. She slipped closer and hugged him, nipping his neck. "I'd love to, but that wouldn't fly with Nikki. She doesn't play with boys. Doesn't even like playing where they can see her. I think she had a bad experience or something," she shrugged.

"Oh," Jake said and Karen couldn't help but grin at how crestfallen he sounded.

"Listen, if you really want to party with another girl, you gotta find a way to sneak over when Jane's babysitting."

Jake raised both eyebrows and his mouth fell open. "Jane? We could. . .I mean. . .with Jane?"

Karen grinned and leaned in, kissing his lower lip. "If you play your cards right, handsome."

He snapped his mouth shut and she just giggled at the expression on his face. Silly boys. So easy to excite. She tugged at his hand. "C'mon, if we're late we'll never hear the end of it. Look, the girls are already here!"