“We talked about you the whole time, baby,” Charlotte murmured, trying to earn the strength back in her knees as Sersha’s tongue dragged over he... palm. “How sexy you are, how hard he was for you, how I’d do anything for you.”Sersha moaned, hot breath sailing across Charlotte's palm as her hand dropped between her legs, knuckles working feverishly, hips hitching and mouth open for more.She was a vacuum for all the molecules in the room. Colors a blur, air on fire. Charlotte curled her. But he said nothing. His hands dropped.Teasing no more, she continued licking and kissing until his soft moans resumed their concerto and his thrusts bumped against her lips. A sudden needy ache made her quiver. Her pussy contracted and she knew the fuse was burning low. She slid a finger over her slit and, finding it wet, held it up high. Her juices glistened in the candlelight.“Dirty bitch,” he said when she popped the finger into her mouth. His erection fought against the nylon and his hips. “Hey, what is that? A screenplay? What are you working on, Mattson?”He thought about it for a moment as he looked down at what was in his hands. Then he shrugged and handed it over.“It’s just something I have been working on in my spare time. I will never find anyone to headline it, both because I’m indie and because of the topic.”Intrigued, Corinne took the screenplay and started thumbing through it, until her eyes got wide and she stopped, rereading the section in front of her. Then she. " "Glad that I could offer you some help" I replied, a bit suggestively. "I'm about to place my order. Perhaps I could get the little darling another cone?" That would be wonderful" she replied. "Please let me give you some money." Please, no" I responded. "It's only a cone, plus it would be my pleasure to help" as I flashed the biggest smile that I could.I broke the eye contact as I turned to get back in line. As I looked over, "Mom" was standing and cleaning her daughter's little face, yet.