Our Meal Out

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Sitting at the table I study you as you nervously pick at your salad. We are sat in a crowded restaurant at lunchtime on a busy Saturday afternoon, but we both know we’re far off in a world of our own. ‘Aren’t you hungry?’ I ask. Your cheeks seem permanently crimson, a sign of the effect I have on you I hope. Your voice fails a little as you reply. ‘It’s nice, just… ‘ I know as the words struggle to form that you are thinking of what I have asked you to do. After the alleyway I want to push you further but I feel it’s my turn next. So you sit opposite me, in Sex hikayeleri an outfit I’ve chosen, ready to play my game. I take a sip of wine and give you the signal, slowly you slip off your shoe and as it falls to the tiles with a sweet clink and I feel the excitement grow. Just the thought of your stockinged foot is driving me wild, I put down my fork and stare across knowingly. The legs were what I saw first, I remember following you around town one afternoon transfixed by those thin tubes tightly wrapped in black nylon. You see I’ve Sikiş hikayeleri been planing all this for a while, planning on having you as my toy and moulding you into the perfect object of my desires. I feel your silky touch as your toes find their way up the inside of my calve gently winding a path towards my already growing dick. The first touch is amazing, like lightening striking my bulging head. The seam just below the toes radiates through my trousers and I can see the desire in your eyes, the will to play this risky game and Erotik hikaye to please. You skillfully circle my already wet tip, running the nail up and down the shaft. All around us the other dinners are blissfully unaware of what’s happening underneath the table. We’re casually eating as if nothing’s going on, I signal to the waitress. As the pretty young girl comes over I feel your toe burrowing deep into my groin. I smile and try to pretend that everything is normal, yet with this girl here I’m flooded with ideas. I want her to climb on the table and lift up her skirt, I want her to show me her pussy and let me kiss it though her work tights.As my dick grows harder I feel it begging to be released, I undo my trousers and allow it breath out in the air. Instantly the feel of your hot foot against me sends shivers down my neck.

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