She couldnt keep her hands away at the restaurant
As I sit across from her at the restaurant, I start to feel something run up my thighs and get very close to my now hard cock. I can feel her toes crunch and pull as they run up my thighs. I look back at her and she bites her lip, such an intense gaze.
As she pulls away, I'm disappointed and wondering why. She stands up and she looks at me as she walks around the table to sit next to me. I'm not quite sure what's happening as she places her hand just above my knee and then slowly rounded up my thighs.
Her hand then crosses across to my crotch and she fills, she takes a big squeeze of my hard bulge as I look at her and I frob in her hand. I can almost smile as she looks back at me and licks her lips. Her hand starts to run up to my chest and nails start to scratch down my six pack.
I can feel the very tip of her nail trying to guide past my boxer strap as two fingers start to slide down my boxers and her whole hand as I feel her nails start to scratch against my frobbing hard cock and then she twists a little in her seat to get a better angle and her hand takes a full grip around my long hard shaft as it swirls around in my jeans. God, that feels good and she looks at me as I look back at her and she starts to pull my head back and slowly starts to jerk my cock inside my boxers. God, that feels good.
I end up looking around the restaurant scared that someone might see but the pleasure is just building inside. Wow, it feels incredible. I feel her thumb start to press hard against my frobbing head.
God, that feels good. Fuck. I run my hand down her leg and start to squeeze firmly on her thighs.
God, I want to feel you. I whisper in her ear. God.