Cafe shift ends with my lips on his cock

The cafe's finally empty after a long shift, pastries cooling on the counter, but my pussy's throbbing from watching him sip his espresso all afternoon. I couldn't wait anymore—dropped my apron, yanked down my white shirt to let my tits bounce free, and knelt right there in my ripped black pants, grabbing his thick shaft like it was mine to own. Now, with his cock stretching my lips wide, I suck hungrily, tongue swirling the head while my hand pumps the base, needy moans vibrating against him as I taste his pre-cum. His fingers tangle in my wavy brown hair, guiding me deeper, and I take it all, gagging softly but loving the fullness. Kneeling on the cafe floor, surrounded by croissants and coffee steam, I work him faster, my exposed nipples hard, dripping wet between my thighs because this blowjob is all I craved after hours of teasing glances.