Let her continue

Fuck it, you think. So what if you're kicked out of a movie theater. You'll find somewhere else to do this. You just can't stop Rachel. Not now. Not as her famous throat flexes itself around your throbbing shaft.

And surely enough you hear the squeaky teen clear his voice. "Excuse me.... excuse me." At a semi-whisper so not to interrupt the other patrons. As if they aren't enjoying the show too.

Rachel slips your long cock from her throat in one swift motion. Thick, gooey strands of saliva stretch from every inch of your member up to her mouth. She swallows and licks her lips, breaking the streaking saliva. "Can I help you, luv?"

The teen is clearly nervous. "You... you can't do that here."

"We can't?" Rachel feigns surprise. "Where would you suggest we do it then?"

The teen looks at Rachel, speechless. Then at you.

Two minutes later, the three of you are in the large handicapped stall in the men's room. Rachel sits herself down on the toilet, with you and the teen on either side of her. She quickly pulls her turtleneck up and over her head, exposing her hard dark nipples, almost totally mussing her braid.

You glance at the teen. You think his heart is going to explode out of his chest.

"This is crazy." you say softly, your cock desperately itching for more.

"Please. I've done this hundreds of times." Rachel says, overhearing your comment.

And you're not sure what she's referring to... Sucking cock in the men's room? Two men at once? Or sucking off a guy young enough to be her son.

"How old are you sweetie?" She asks the teen.

His voice trembles. "Eigh.... eigh.."

"Eighteen?"

He nods.

"Fresh cock" She smiles, licking her sticky lips "Take it out."

The poor kid is so nervous, he draws your sympathy. You didn't think you could feel bad for a guy about to have a gorgeous actress slobber all over he knob. "Miss Weisz..." he starts.

"Take it out... now!" Rachel says.

And the teen scrambles his pants off. Meanwhile, you slide your pants off as well, trying not to draw attention to yourself. It's a big moment for this guy, you think. He should get to enjoy it a while.

Eventually he does get his pants off and his cock grows quickly. And it's not unimpressive; seven inches or more perhaps. Nothing compared to yours. But something any eighteen year old should be proud of.

"Step forward both of you." Rachel says. And you oblige, you with confidence, the teen with terror.

Rachel reaches over with her right hand and takes a hold of your cock, still hard, still soaking wet, lubed up with her spit and your precum. She starts to jerk it easily.

She grabs the skinny teen's hard cock with her left hand pulling him closer to her, and closer yet, like it's a leash he's being lead by. And she slides her soft lips onto the tip. The teen's eyes roll back into his head. He looks like he's about to pass out. But Rachel works steadily, her tongue jutting out, moistening up every inch of his member just before she slips it back between her lips, until the entire large shaft is down his throat and her tongue pokes at his scrotum.

And you know exactly what he's going through as you see her throat conform to the shape of his cock. It's not nearly as massive as yours, but you imagine still a good time for him. You can hear her suppressing her gags as her wet saliva builds in the back of her mouth. Then she pulls out of it, streams of spit pouring everywhere and Rachel panting as if she'd just been drowning. But she's enjoying herself. She spits a big wad of precum and goo onto the teens cock and then pulls you in close.

You're in heaven again as your huge cock slides down her throat. And even though you're just getting started again and wish you could do this all night, your cock has had enough. Jizz explodes out of it.

You can see Rachel trying to swallow, but it's no use. Cum comes pouring from her mouth, down her chin, onto her tits and slides down her stomach into the top of her jeans.

"God yes!" she says, licking her lips clean, letting you step back as she pulls the teen toward her again, milking his cock until it sprays onto her tits and stomach. And then taking a good several deep breaths, wiping her smeared mascara from her eyes.

You start to zip up, smiling, wondering what you should do next. Ask her to see her again perhaps. You assume she'd be up to it.

But she seems to still be more interested in teasing the poor teen. "'Hey!" she shouts at him as he starts to tuck his cock into his pants. "I'm... I'm going back to work. I... I mean... thank you. That was amaz...."

"Didn't your mum ever teach you to clean up after yourself when you're done playing?" She asks.

And the teen looks her messy torso up and down.

"Or find someone to clean up after you at least?" Rachel's mind is clearly filled with naughty thoughts. She's not even slightly ready for this night to be over with.

"I don't... I don't understand what you mean?" The teen asks