The ride to the restaurant had been filled with giggles, leg-stroking and affectionate glances, but Connor had stopped short of utilising the power he held in the form of his phone and the remote-controlled vibrator, which sat snugly in Sinead’s tight and somewhat writhing cunt. She had a warm glow from the exploits of the bedroom and the shower from earlier, but there was also a tension which ran through her at the thoug...