Was this because she wanted to stay on my lap? Or because she didn't want them to see. Now what? How could I get up like this? What was she going to do? Would she tell her mother?Surprisingly, my daughter asked her brother to put the next movie in and make more popcorn so she didn't have to get up. It felt amazing.I kept this up, pausing every once in a while so I didn't blow my load onto her, until the movie ended.
I nearly wrenched my shoulders from their sockets as my feet left the ground, still there was no response, I started to sob inside my hood, panic gripping my mind, no longer able to think, then it all went dark and quiet as I passed out.I came round some time later, how long later was anyone's guess, but it felt warmer.
The noise inside the hood was deafening, I listened for a response, waiting for what seemed like hours before I started to yell for help, spinning my.
