osamu taking you to the mall to buy you some new dresses. you’re in the fitting room trying one on but you can’t get the zipper up so u tell osamu to help but he has a different idea so you end up getting railed inside the fitting room
“samu!” you slap his hand away from your chest as he tries to grope you. “no! we’ll get caught!”
he shrugs off the dress you were trying on, ignoring your pleas for him to stop. his hands wander under your panties, teasing your clit slowly as he watches your face contort through the mirror. you moan quietly as he teases your folds, smirking at you as you cunny starts to drool on his fingers.
“seems like yer likin it though, babe.” osamu mumbles, sliding his long fingers into your hole. he stretches you out as you bite your lip to hold back your moans. he pushes down your bra to reveal your tits, taking them into his hand to play with your nipple.
you huff, pulling down you panties as he was taking too long. he gets the hint to shrug off his pants and boxers, pushing your hands against the mirror. you have a full view of yourself as he pushes into you hole, trying to look away from yourself.
“look at yourself in the mirror, babe. watch youre already turnin dumb on my cock and i barely pushed in,” osamu chuckles, watching you whine in embarrassment. “shhh you dont wanna be caught now right, princess?”