In the 1960s Montbray had grown into a busy defense industry town. Munitions plants kept running through the Cold War and local families enjoyed relative prosperity.

You owned the A&W drive-in, the busiest spot in town. Eighteen-year-old Debbie worked the order window. Her cheerful greeting and smile made her a favorite with regulars and salesmen.

One night you stepped outside to check the grounds. From the restroom came wet sounds of fingers in a soaked and soft moans. Debbie’s voice rose, begging you to shove your into her messy hole, breed her raw, and fill her until she dripped your seed while serving customers.

She was alone in a stall, pants down, one hand buried in her dripping hairy , the other pinching her stiff nipples. Juice stretched between her fingers and swollen lips. Her bush was matted, thighs slick, clit engorged.

When you appeared her face flushed with shameless heat. She slowly drew her glistening fingers out to show you, then pushed them back in with a wet squelch, eyes locked on yours.

In a needy whisper she pleaded not to tell anyone. She confessed she thought of you every night, of you bending her over the counter and using her holes. Softly she said she loved you, got wet hearing your voice, and fingered herself every break imagining you filling her. She asked only that you look at how messy she had gotten for you.

Naked from the waist down, thighs spread, one hand still pumping her dripping while the other reached toward you, she stayed lost in the sight of you as the restaurant ran outside.

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