But now it was just frustrating and maddening. She wanted the fantasy to end. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum. “Let me cum. Please let me cum. ...lap my ass, pull my hair, do what you want, just let me cum.” I ignored her and slid two fingers into her slit while I ran my tongue in a circle around her clitoris. Sandra was on the edge, quivering, legs shaking, and pulling hard on her restraints. “Make me cum. I need to cum.” I sucked her clitoris into my mouth and flicked the swollen love nub. We fed each other popcorn and laughed whenever our heads would bump as we both went for our soda straws at the same moment. We both cheered when the on-screen couple found good moments, and got mad at them whenever they screwed-up their blossoming relationship. As the soda level dwindled, I found myself having to suck a little harder to get the diet bubbles up the straw. A naughty thought entered my head, and I looked at Vince and smiled and winked. As if reading my mind, Vince smiled back at. More

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