On my last thrust, the last one I could handle, I went as deep as I could and she let out a long slow moan that came out in ragged gasps. This time, when my hand arrived at her thigh, her legs parted, giving me even easier access to her dripping wet sex. XXX I moved my hand back under the table. I then lunged my tongue in to her still dripping pussy. When she was nearing her second orgasm of the afternoon when I decided enough was enough. I began moving my fingers in small circles against her pleasure button. Her hand flew to her wine and she took a sip, clearly trying to hide the truth of what was happening underneath the table. Her face was flushed red, and her eyes betrayed




















