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"Mani!" Lauren squeals. "ManiManz! Manibear! Manimoo! ManiMani!" I groan and turn on my side. She pushes me onto my back and straddles me.
                          
"Wake up Daddy," She husks, gently rolling her hips into me.
                          
"Alright alright!" I grumble. "I'm up, damn!" She turns into a giggling fit, rolling to the side. My cheeks warm as her beautiful and adorable giggles fill the room. My heart does that fluttering thing again, making me blush.
                          
"Can we go to the mall?" Lauren inquires. "I wanna shop." 
                          
"Fine," I grunt. "We can go shopping." 
                          
"Yay!" She squeaks. "Get dressed grumpy! We've got shopping to do!"
                          
* * *
                          
I am severely uncomfortable. Lauren has dragged me into Victoria's Secret and is now trying on lingerie. She's modeling for me, and I'm desperately trying to contain myself. I really wanna fuck her in the fitting room, but she's too damn loud for that.
                          
"Babe," Lauren looks at herself in the mirror. "Staring's not polite." I blink, my eyes glued to her ass.
                          
"Erm," I clear my throat. "What were you saying?" She laughs.
                          
"Are these good?" She asks. I nod, walking close to her and giving her ass a firm squeeze.
                          
"Well," I husk, biting my lip and looking at her in the mirror. "Your ass certainly looks sexy in this."
                          
"I'll take that as a yes," She says. "Now lemme change."
                          
"I can watch," I smirk, sitting down.
                          
"You're not gonna leave, are you?" I shake my head.
                          
"Fine," Lauren gives in, closing the curtains. She smirks and straddles me.
                          
"Wanna take this off for me?" She asks in a deep sultry voice. I lean in, licking right on the sweet spot under her ear. She lets out a small and quiet moan as my hands travel down towards her ass. I nip down the inside of her throat and run my hands up her body, gently unclasping her bra. I threw it across the room, my hand trailing to the back of her neck. I pull her in for a deep kiss, and relish her taste. She tastes like honey and ginger, with a hint of vanilla. She tastes perfect.
                          
My hands grasp her ass firmly, lifting her up and hooking my fingers on the lingerie. I pull them off deliciously slowly, throwing them to the side as well. She attempts to stand but I stop her, running a finger through her folds. I rub her clit tightly, causing her to buck into my hand. She gives me a needy look.
                          
"Please?" She whispers. I oblige, gently entering a finger into her. She grabs my other wrist, guiding it towards her clit. I smirk and resume the tight circles while pumping into her. She lets out quiet, breathy moans. She impales herself on my hand, giving me another needy look. I insert a second finger, meeting her hips every time she comes down. Her nails squeeze into my shoulders, rocking gently on my lap. I remove my fingers and suck them off, giving the last one to Lauren.
                          
"Why'd you stop?" She gasps.
                          
"There's something I want you to take care of," Her eyes flicker down to my obvious erection, and her tongue shoots out across her bottom lip.
                          
Sliding my pants off, she eagerly takes my length into her mouth. She bobs at a fast pace, her hand covering where she can't. I tangle my fingers in her hair, biting my lip to restrain my moans. Her dazzling tongue expertly works my tip, and her teeth constantly graze it. She knows my weak spots by heart now. She releases it with a pop and pumps it hastily, stealing tiny licks across it. She stands up, coming across my lap again.
                          
"Hi Mani," Lauren snickers, rubbing her folds across my dick. I let out a soft moan, feeling her wetness cover me. 
                          
She eases down onto me, taking a second to get used to my length. I feel her warmth around me, and she runs her hands down my body. She slowly rotates in a circular motion, as if she was dancing to music. They rotate in a way that hits every curve. Biting her lip, she starts to grind into me. I attach my mouth to her nipples, thumbing the hardened peaks and licking them gently. Her gasps and moans are music to my ears, and her whole body shudders during each movement.
                          
"Oh God," She breathes, burying her head into the crook of my neck. I lift my own hips up to meet hers, lifting her head up and pulling her in for a nice kiss. My fingers start massaging her clit, my tongue prodding hers. She moans into my mouth, her hips speeding up. I rest my hands on her hips, pulling away. 
                          
Our foreheads butt together, and we lock eyes. Our breathing is erratic and heavy, and our scents mix together. I raise my hand to the back of her neck, and she cups my cheek. I feel something pull us closer, as if it was a magnetic. We both subconsciously lean in, our lips just inches apart. And magically, we both reach our blissful euphoria.
                          
As it calms down, we're still inches apart, breathless and gasping.
                          
"Hi," I say. We both laugh.
                          
"We did this in a fitting room," I murmur.
                          
"A fitting room," Lauren echoes. We both laugh.
                          
"Now let me get dressed,"
                          
* * *
                          
"Lets go!" Lauren drags me into the store.
                          
"You are not fucking bringing me into a damn sex shop," I huff.
                          
"Please?" She begs. "I need something."
                          
"You have me!" I squeak.
                          
"What if you're not there?" I stay silent. Lauren smirks, knowing that she's won the battle.
                          
"Exactly," She snaps. "Now lets go Mani." I groan and follow her. 
                          
I'm uncomfortable again. 
                          
Lauren looks through different selections of dildos, vibrators, lubes, and things that I've never even seen before. She tosses me something, and I raise my eyebrows.
                          
"What is this?" I ask.
                          
"Handcuffs," She sticks her tongue out.
                          
"You-" I don't even bother finishing my sentence.
                          
"Lauren? Normani?" My head whips to the side as I pick up the familiar voice.
                          
Dinah.
                          
"How are you guys?" She squeals. I swallow and sway on the balls of my feet. She eyes me suspiciously. She never was able to get me into these types of stores.
                          
"We're wonderful!" Lauren gushes. "Mani treats me so well!"
                          
"I see," Dinah looks at me, making me swallow nervously.
                          
"Well," I clear my throat. "Nice to see you again Dinah." She gives me a tight lipped smile.
                          
"You too," She waves and walks off with her bag. "See you guys around."
                          
Eventually, Lauren picks out the stuff she wants. She picks out some lube, a vibrator, and makes me buy the handcuffs. I internally groan as we walk out the store, and she skips around.
                          
"Thanks Manibear!" She kisses me on the cheek.
                          
"Oh shut up,"