With her free hand she removed her glasses, then leaned into me and rubbed her cheek against the front of my jeans like an affectionate kitten. Porn Then she reached under the table, grasped the hem of her skirt and began to draw it, even more slowly, up her thighs. “All right.”
I gently pulled the panties from her fingers, folded them over twice and stuffed them into my front pocket. But then she let her breath out through her mouth in a barely discernible “Ohhhhhhhh…” and continued to stare at me without moving, her mouth now slightly open. Very late, actually, as the serving area was about to close for the afternoon and there were only a few people still eating.
