He didn’t move, but finally he spoke softly to Cassandra. ‘Touch it,’ he said, barely able to speak. Cassandra looked up at him, then quickly to...ards Kristin. ‘Awwww, touch it,’ he repeated, as if in agony. Kristin, still smiling, gently nodded at Cassandra, who then turned toward Eric – or, rather, his penis – reaching out and wrapping her hand around the shaft as far as it would reach. A gasp came from everyone but Kristin at the touch, the loudest being Eric, as the built-up tension was. Before I even collected myself enough to pull my pants up the click of high heels went hastily past my booth down the short hallway. The video was still playing. It was stupid. I felt empty. I entered the dimly lit hallway from the dark booth. There at the end, silhouetted by the lights from the main part of the store she stood with her hip cocked, long legs in tight jeans, her arms crossed. Back lit, I couldn't see her face, but there was no mistaking Cindy. I was stunned, frozen. She spread. The vegetables are getting crunched, squished and juice as my cock stays strong, swelling inside her as she fucks herself up and down atop me. She leans back, bending my cock hard then comes home, taking me to the hilt. My throbbing glans feels the ruffled walnut flesh of her G-spot as it glides by. I can’t hold back much longer. I’m grasping the dirt in my hands still tied behind my back. The sheer weight of this impending orgasm is the only thing holding it back. She drives herself up and. I moved my own fingers to my pussy, and started rubbing myself while watching him do it to my sister.Her legs slowly spread as he continued toying with her pussy; and so were mine. In amazement, he guided the tip of his cock towards her mouth, rubbing it on her lips, until they opened slightly. He held very still, then again, moving it across her lips, letting her mouth run against the underside of his cock, back and forth.He found this quite pleasing, hearing a low moan of guttural pleasure.