Even when she pretends to be okay, I mean, I’ve known her for years. I can tell when she’s faking.’ ‘You ever think maybe she just needs to ge... over it? I’m not angry with her, I don’t hate her, I just have nothing left to say.’ Ted shrugged, looking towards Matt. ‘She’ll get over it.’ ‘It’s been what? Two, three years? She isn’t getting over it. I don’t know what it is. Anytime your name comes up, she just… you can see it in her eyes, she’s trying to tune it out because she’s given up on. Could she possibly be craving the sensation already?A sound broke her of her thoughts. Even through the hissing and popping of the pipes, she could distinctly hear footsteps. They were getting louder and faster as someone impatiently came closer.“Someone’s coming,” she hissed. Her first reaction was to stand up, and the vibrator in her ass painfully reminded her of its presence. She winced and then smoothed her skirt down over her ass. Sitting down, she discovered that the hard plastic chair. Lisa's tongue slid slowly up Paula's pussy, parting her lips and searching out her clit. It was hard when she found it and she lapped at it mercilessly. The taste of Paula's pussy intoxicated Lisa and she dipped her tongue into Paula's opening to get more of that sweet wetness. Head pushed back and eyes closed, Paula let out a loud moan, her quivering legs the first signs of impending orgasm. Paula's pussy bulged out against Lisa's mouth as she licked her clit again and again. Paula's legs. Her mind was racing, images of Mr. Cocks and his secretary flashed through her head. She slipped her hand between her legs, rubbing her finger up and down her pussy. It felt good, she couldn’t believe how good it felt. She slipped two fingers into her wetness. It was hard not to let out a moan at the feelings she was experiencing. ‘Harder! John, Harder!’ her mother’s passion was heightening. Sandy began to use her thumb on her little button. It was like an electric charge hitting her body. Her.