My heart hasn't settled. Kelvin’s fingers had just wrecked me, and now he sat there looking far too calm, licking the last traces of me from his hand like it was the most normal thing in the world. The movie roared on — loud action sequences, dramatic music blasting from the speaker beside us. Mrs Donovan and her daughter were still leaning forward, whispering excitedly about the plot, totally lost in the film. They hadn’t turned around once. I thought that was the end of it. That he’d let me catch my breath. But I was wrong. Kelvin shifted in his seat, his hand still gripping my wrist. In the flickering light of the screen, I saw him quietly unzip his pants, freeing his thick, hard cock. It sprang up, heavy and ready, the tip already glistening. My eyes widened in pure panic. “Kelvin… no,” I whispered desperately, trying to pull my hand away. “They’re right there. We can’t—” He cut me off by pulling me closer, his voice low and commanding against my ear. “Come here, and ri
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