Just finish me.Just finish me. Please. I don't care if it's a cock or your tongue, I need something, anything. I can't take it any more. Please?" Suddenly it dawned on her, it was her voice that was pleading. Tears of frustration poured down her cheeks. Suzie stopped moving on Jamal's shaft. Moving away from him, she turned and faced Heather. "Did you say something, my dear?" "Yes, damn you," Heather shot back, finding a spark of rebellion still in her. "I said I'd eat your fucking cunt. Don't tell me you're hard of hearing, too." Suzie reached down and stroked Heather's cheek. "I'm really sorry, dear. But I did say you would have to beg for it first. And obviously, you're not quite ready yet. I think Jamal and I should just leave you here for awhile to reconsider. Come Jamal, we'll finish this in my room." Heather couldn't allow that. She needed to come, now. She was too far along to be able to just simply let go. She swallowed her disgust and her prode, and started to beg. "Please Suzie. I want to, really I do. I'll be good. I promise. Just let me suck your sweet cunt... er... I mean vagina. I beg you, please. I can't go on like this. I'll do whatever you want. I'll suck your ass, even eat it out. Please, I'm begging as best I can." Suzie laughed. Her hand stroked Heather's sopping wet cunt, her fingers teasing the burning clit. The girl squirmed beneath her, her eyes pleading for physical release. Suzie patted the aching vagina and rose from the bed. She motioned for Jamal to follow her and started for the door. Heather, seeing them leaving, was frantic. |