Pinball wizard

You walk to the pinball machine and put in the token. You start to play. The game is not particularly difficult.

Soon Hannah walks over. She walks up to the side of the machine. As the ball slowly rolls across the top of the game, you glance up at her, and she is smiling warmly at you. "You're really good," she says.

"Thanks," you say, returning your gaze to the game. You quickly earn more points.

"Go! Great job!" she cheers. "Oohh, good one! Kick this game's ass!"

You rack up more points, and Hannah sildle's over towards you. Even though you're watching the ball, you can tell she wants to put her hands on you, but she does not want to interrupt your game, so she is hesitant and confused. "Damn, you really rock at this!"

"Thanks, Hannah," you say.

As you continue to rack up points, Hannah keeps cheering you on, and you can start to hear lust in her voice. Finally, you break a million points.

"All right!" yells Hannah. "You are so sexy...." she catches herself.

You stop playing and turn to her. "What did you say?"

She blushes and puts a hand on your arm. "You're so sexy," she coos. "You broke a million points. You earn a special reward. She takes your hand and leads you to the prize kiosk. Inside she sinks to her knees. Soon, she has your dick free and is sucking it.

"Simon says you love kneeling before a man and sucking his cock," you say.

Hannah moans.

"Simon says you have multiple orgasms when you suck cock on your knees," you say.

An orgasm rocks Hannah, sending a shiver through her body. It's followed by another.

"Simon says when a guy cums on your face, you have the ultimate orgasm, and you LOVE having guys cum on your face." You grab her head and run your fingers through her jet black hair, messing it up. Just before you blow your load, you pull out of her mouth and cum all over her face.

Hannah has the greatest orgasm of her life. She pants and moans, and her chest his heaving. Your cum smears her heavy goth make up.

"Simon says you think you cleaned the cum off of your face and fixed your hair, and your panties are dry," you say.

Hannah stands up. Her chest is still heaving, and she's still panting. She smiles warmly at you. "That was awesome."

You zip up. "Glad you liked it. Can I take your photo?" You pull out your phone.

She smiles and poses as you snap a photo.