Sex Stories

I stared into her eyes in disbelief. We were in public. And she was so matter-of-fact…she didn’t care where we were. Part of me wondered who would walk past the booth, but there had been no traffic in 15 minutes. I let go, kicking my heels off and sinking my head onto her shoulder. For a few moments she kissed my face…and surprised me again. She took her right hand from my face and went back to eating her food and drinking her wine. Her left hand didn’t miss a beat. Consistently, laboriously, she began to press against my G-spot.