I reached under the table, and found the hem of her skirt up. “Asshole!” she whispered, and put her arms around my neck and pulled me down. Tube8 I stole a quick look, and Deb’s eyes were closed, but her hands were lightly rubbing her breasts through her sweater. We were evenly spaced around the table, and shortly after being seated, I felt Deb’s foot rubbing against my leg. I pulled her back up ’till she was standing in front of me, and I kissed her deeply, tasting myself in her mouth. Have to be careful, though.
