"Why don't you get it for me?" she asked softly, sensuously.I stepped away from her, reluctantly, and picked up her purse. "I was actually looking for...my jeans," I said sheepishly as I returned to her. I spotted them where I'd kicked them, under the table, and bent to retrieve them as well.When I stood up, holding both her purse and my jeans, she arched her eyebrows."Oh?" she asked archly, clearly teasing me.I nodded and reached into my pocket, feeling for the foil packets I'd stuffed there. As we waited for his return, I turned the remote up high, and instructed her to play with her clit under the table. When she appeared as if the top of her head might explode, I nodded to her, and she lurched and jerked and came with such force, I thought she might slip off her chair. She threw her head back and moaned, no longer concerned if any of the other diners knew what was happening. After a long minute, she finally rested her head on the table, exhausted. I turned the remote off, and. More

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