“Do it for me” she replied. “I am way too tired”
I kissed all the way up from her navel to neck and lip-locked her as I buttoned her up. I turned her boobs back to normal size and the shirt stuck in place covering her melons despite two missing buttons. She had worked up a lot of sweat despite the cold atmosphere. Then I went back to doing what I intended to do. I went on my knees in front of her. I stared directly at her wet pussy. She tried to place her hand to hide my view, but I tapped it aside. She blushed. I will never go tired of her blushes. For the past hour or so, I’ve been toying with her body and yet, she couldn’t help blush when I try to peek at her pussy.
I took her legs out of her pants and removed her panties. I threw it under the seat and it fell on top of her bra. I put both her feet back into her jean holes, buttoned and zipped it up. All that was left to do was lift up the pant all the way up and her pride would remain intact as if nothing happened. But not before I got to have a final taste of her. I lifted her legs and slid my head between them. It looked like she held me in a wrestling lock. I caught her ass and brought her pussy right near my lips. I smelled her and she tried in vain to cover it again. In a swift move, I kissed her pussy, slowly pushing my tongue inside and exploring her inner chambers. At the same time, I let both my hands violate her thighs, rubbing it , caressing it, pinching, and scratching it. She didn’t last for long. Soon her body started throbbing like being hit with a defibrillator. She was assaulted by sensations that arose from being simulated in three pussies simultaneously. She started to scream, trying desperately to bite her hand, hair, or anything that’d prevent her from attracting others. She felt hot, she arched forward and with a muted scream, she gushed cum at my mouth before slamming back onto the seat. I continued to violate her as her pussy squeezed out whatever liquid remained. After I was satisfied, I pulled up her pants. I wiped my face with handkerchief as the lights turned on at the theatre.
It was Intermission.
To be continued.
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