Popcorn lady's snack

Gary lifted Tami up from his chest. He gently laid her on to big table in the center of the room. Then he pulled up his pants and waved as he walked out of the room. Tami lay there, still panting. It felt like her pussy was stretched all out of shape.

“Holy cow!”

Tami looked up. Annie, the girl who ran the popcorn stand was standing in the doorway; both the girl’s mouth and the door were wide open.

“Please,” Tami cried out, “close the door!”

Annie pulled the door closed and then latched it from the inside. “Wow, Tami!” Annie moved closer. “There’s a river of cum running out of your pussy. Did all that come from one guy or did you have the football team in here?”

“It was one monster cock and damn, did it fill me up!” Tami whispered.

Annie now stood at the edge of the table. “It really looks yummy! Mind if I have a taste?”

Tami didn’t know if Annie was referring to her pussy or the cum pouring out of her hole; it didn’t matter anyway. “Enjoy yourself!”

Annie dove right in. Tami could hear the girl slurp and suck up the flow of cum. Tami actually could see the popcorn girl lap up a pool of cum that had poured out onto the table. The girl’s fingers were as busy as her tongue. She slipped three fingers right into Tami’s pussy and began wiggling and fucking the open slit. Annie’s thumb rubbed and squeezed Tami’s hard clit.

“OH! Oh God! YESSSSS!” Tami’s body shook. Annie’s lips latched onto the writhing girl’s clit and her tongue lashed the tormented bud hard. Tami’s body rocked as another orgasm ripped through her. Annie kept licking away. A third orgasm rippled through Tami. Spent, she pushed the girl’s head away from her pussy.

Annie stood there, her face coated with cum, smiling. Do you want to come home with me and meet my husband Jeff?