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Chapter 9 by LunaCee LunaCee

How far do you intend to let this go?

An illegally brief flash on screen makes up your mind...

What the hell? you figure. I've let it go this far already...

Slowly, hesitantly, your legs part slightly wider, almost as if they have a mind of their own. Your breath comes heavily through your nose as your palms stick to your mouth as if super glued in place. You wince, whimpering as the hand at your pussy takes the invitation, nudging aside your skimpy underwear to get a direct connection with your skin. The lips sucking on your tit pull away, and you whimper again in protest.

"How dirty," a voice whispers into your ear, the lips brushing your skin as the breath leaves you moist. Teeth nip on your earlobe lightly, drawing another whine from your throat. You shiver as a tongue licks its way up the side of your face from chin to hairline. "Mmm. Delicious. I can only imaging what this," whoever it is squeezes their hand against your pubic mound in emphasis, "must taste like." You whimper again, eyes closing, the film entirely forgotten. "We have about another hour and a half back here." A kiss landed squarely against your inner ear, a tongue reaching out to lap at it, causing you to shiver and cringe with pleasure. Behind your tightly sealed eyelids, your eyes are beginning to water.

Your spontaneous companion moves away from your face, leaving you uncertain of where their head has gone. You nearly jump from your seat as the two hands push your legs apart slightly farther. It takes all of your willpower not to cry out in pleasure as your neighbor suddenly licks your pussy from front to back as far as they can reach. Your pleasure rockets up, your muscles starting to quiver. You don't even know if the person doing this to you is male or female. They continue with their attentions, working your lower lips until they are soaking in your own fluids. Just as you think you're about to cum, they pull away, leaving you crying out in protest beyond your hands.

"Do you want more...?" the voice whispers against your ear once more. "You'll have to pay me back, you know."

Sweet repayment, but what kind?

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