His fingers found her immediately as he slipped one finger, then two inside. He breathed heavily as he started to move his fingers in circles making her bite her lip and move her hips ever so slightly in anticipation. She couldn't come here in the middle of the café, no she couldn't! People would see surely. She grasped at his hand and slowly pulled it away “Wait baby…patience! You can finish me off later!” He smiled as he took his hand to his mouth and ostentatiously sucked his fingers, tasting her, devouring her. They walked hand in hand down the street, glancing at each other and smiling knowing exactly what the other was thinking. Daniel had to race home with the promise that Isabella should meet him there later but Isabella stayed in town enjoying the afternoon sun on her skin. She decided to walk into her hair salon to book an appointment. One of her errands of the day sorted.“I’m sorry, but your stylist has left - she left about a month ago. Can I book you in with someone. My foot slowly creeps up your leg and brushes against your cock, i feel it twitch in response and i giggle quietly as you grin at me, you reach across the table and take my hand, tenderly rubbing your fingers against mine as the waitress returns with our drinks Are you ready to order yet? she asks with a happy smile, you return her smile as she writes our order on her notepad we chat while we eat about general things, family, friends, work, though we dont mention my school, not wanting to give my age away and make anyone suspicious, all the while my foot caressing your leg. the food is delicious and filling and soon our plates are more or less empty, i feel too full for dessert, not wanting to over eat and make myself sick we decide to pay the bill and make our way back to the car, once again hand in hand we reach the car and i pull you down to me for a kiss, one hand on the back of your head, the other reaching down to rub your cock through your jeans, you smile as you pull away.
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