“Do What?” You ask.“This.” I reach the very top of your vaginal slit and circle it gently with my middle finger. I feel the wetness still on i...t.You gasp as my finger travels down further and claims your clitoris and gently circles it while I watch your reaction.You lie back and arch your hips, coaxing my finger to go lower, it does.I feel your pussy begin to dilate and lubricate my finger which continues to rotate where it is devilishly pleasurable.“If you keep that up Jack, I’ll cum!” You rub. It was the two of us in that section of the restaurant, alone, she had my full attention. She trailed the ice down her chest and cleavage licking out her tongue, then back up to her mouth. She played with the ice in her fingers with her tongue, flicking and sucking on it. Watching her made the temperature rise between my thighs. I started to imagine her tongue caressing my pearl, moving in and out of my wetness. My face was still but under the table my juices had already started to flow. She. * Dave looked at me incredulously. ‘That’s it?’ he asked. ‘Well, yeah,’ I said, equally surprised. He wasn’t mad! ‘Actually, no. That wasn’t the only time I saw her,’ I explained. ‘We met up loads of times for like a year, before she met this guy and I met you. We still keep in touch though, on Skype and stuff.’ ‘So this big secret was basically about you being a closet lesbian,’ he grinned. I flushed in embarrassment. ‘Well, I’m not really a lesbian. I mean, whenever we met up, we’d make. She turned her face toward Tina, their eyes making contact as she began to trace her fingers tips over her flat stomach and up to her breast, gently taking her nipples between her fingers. The sensation caused her to breath in, the scent of her friend’s skin and their combined dampness wafting over her. Suddenly Tina sat up. Leaning forward to the laptop, Michelle watched her draw her finger across the track pad, rewinding the video to the point where they had both been too distracted to watch.