She leaned forward and asked the waitress politely if she could turn up the television at the far end of the restaurant as she and her girlfriend both...didn't want to miss a breaking news report.The waitress then told her it was no problem and now the whole situation was explained for her. She loved this particular newscaster on the TV as well, (having even had a few pocket-rocket assisted masturbatory fantasies about him at home in her bed with the shades drawn). Naturally for her these two. "Iwonder if she's Sammy's type?" I ask myself. Will he think she's pretty?With a squee I hide myself again in the covers. I can't wait for Sammyto come back. He's going to fall in love with me when he sees me. Hehas to. He has to love me.With that thought, my heart flutters taking my breath away for a moment. I roll onto my back and bring my hands up to my chest to control theflurries only to find that my nipples are so much more sensitive thanbefore. Mmm. They feel delightfully. However, she got them up to be pushing against my dick and then had me pull out. She had her shorts pulled up into place quickly as well.I planned to milk my dick into her to get the cum off. I’m cool with her cleaning me up with her mouth.I had just gotten my clothes back in place, except for my t-shirt, which was in my pocket, when we heard a gate slamming closed. Cheryl pulled me quickly over to the water fountain and got herself another long drink. When I was taking my turn when I sensed,. When fully erect it gets an angry purple hue to it.I knelt down between her legs and took in her aroma. She struggled against the bonds that held her. I lapped at her honey hole and it immediately began responding with a mind of its own. Her physical needs overcoming her intellectual objections. Each time my tongue would graze her clitoris she’s let out a silent scream from her tightened throat.I began to feast on her engorged bud … licking … sucking. Her body began to quake and bounce off the.