I looked up at her as I handed her her ID, “Store policy, sorry.”

She raised a single eyebrow, obviously not believing me, but then she smirked, “Do you have a cell phone I could just plug it into? I don’t really feel like this requires the wasting of paper. Should I put it under ‘Ralph’s Girl’?”

I pulled out my cell phone and handed it to her, “You can put it under Ashley or Ashley Davies.”

She entered her number into in to my phone, “So you looked at more then just my photo.”

I blushed but accepted my phone when she handed it over.

I slipped my phone into my pocket and busied myself with scanning the barcode on her alcohol and bagging them. I was scanning the last item when she said, “When do you get off?”

I looked up at her and blushed, “What?”

She smirked, “I was hoping you’d let me scan your barcode.”

And that’s how I came to find myself bent over with Ashley standing behind me, sliding the tip of her huge dildo up and down my uh… barcode.

”My scanner seems unable to read this barcode, does your box possibly have another barcode?”

She didn’t wait for an answer as she slipped the tip of the dildo into my pussy.

”Maybe I can find it in here.”

Even though her tone established her dominance and gave away the fact that she was obviously turned on beyond words, she still worked slowly and gradually inserted more into me, silently making sure I was ok. “I think… ugh… I think it’s… deeperrrrrrr…”

I heard Ashley moan behind me as she began to push more into me at a faster pace until she had the whole thing buried inside of me, “Let’s see of we can get my scanner to work now.” She began to pump into me until she was pounding away at my pussy fast, hard, and deep.

”Fuck Ash!” Our little play on words died as we both felt our orgasms creeping up.

”You have such a nice, tight, little pussy, Spencer. I love how it grips onto my dildo.”

I grunted in response, unable to inform her that I liked it too.