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Chapter 10 by bsnick bsnick

Does he do as you wish or do they continue to deny you?

Annoyingly enough they continue to ignore you and your suggestive attempts at attention

Frustratingly enough, the boy finds the kernels he lost with only minimal contact to your denuded sex. His fingers leave far too soon and with far too little wriggling for your taste.

What's wrong with these guys, you wonder, slouching farther down with frustration. The effect is to push you pussy against the equally warm bucket of popcorn while spreading your legs even wider. The boys accommodate your movement, letting another couple inches of leg be trapped between their legs and the chairs.

"Could I have a sausage, please?" you ask sweetly, chuckling mentally. Puzzling enough, none of the boys seem to pick up on the lewd possibilities of your words, instead taking one of the surprisingly big hot dogs and holding it in front of your mouth.

"Oh, I don't like eating buns. Well, not these ones," you purr. Immediately the bun is removed, but the boys still don't seem to have gotten the message.

Annoyed at how they're all but drooling at the girl on the screen - while ignoring you as you sit naked beside them - you lean forward, licking the end of the sausage in a suggestive way, curling your around its thick width. Before long you slip the end of it into your mouth and moan orgasmically, dipping your head back and forth, imitating a sloppy blowjob for their benefit.

Dammit, what'll it take? you wonder when they don't seem to notice your antics. Unortunately, in your perplexed and annoyed state you fail to notice the holder of the sausage slowly pushing it toward you. Maybe he's expecting you to keep eating at the pace he's moving it, but since you haven't been eating it at all it's too big for a single mouthful.

"Mmph!" is all you can say as you try to get his attention. Shaking your head from side to side doesn't seem to catch their attention so you try fruitlessly to yank your hands free.

Somehow the boys arms seem to have trapped your hands and pull as you might you can't get free.

The sausage is at the back of your mouth and the entrance of your throat when you try pushing your arms away from you. This time they seem to magically slide through the boys arms.

They slide so well you find your hands somehow directly atop two rock hard dicks, at the cost of your head sliding forward and the sausage actually entering your throat.

Well, at least the boys might take notice of you now, right?

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