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Today My Name is Caprice
Date: 10/25/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: Verbal, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories
the message. Her muscles go rigid. OMG! He’s coming over! Can you blame him? A beautiful woman, sexy clothes, hard nipples, flushed face. You look so hot. You look so slutty. A whore with a sweet, wholesome, girl-next-door face. You are perfect. You are a fantasy woman, given life. What should I do? Keep doing what you have been doing, pet. Don’t stop. Let’s play with him. The young man approaches the table. She relaxes, slumps into her chair, and as she shudders he can visualize her finger gliding back into her pussy. Perhaps two. He stands over her, asking if he can sit with her. She says yes. He sits. Can he see your screen? She excuses herself from her tablemate. No. Is your finger still in your pussy? Not finger. Fingers. As in more than one? As in two. Deep inside me. I’m spreading them as I push them in. Imagining it is your cock. It was his turn for his face to flush. His turn to type with one hand. His muscles begin to tense. Tell him what you are doing. Don’t tell him about me. Don’t tell him anyone is watching. Just tell him you are fingering your pussy under the table. Just ask him if he’d care to help. She leans over, seductively close to his ear, so close she could touch it with her lips. She whispers to him. His eyes widen, and even from across the room he grows noticeably hard. She licks the inside of his ear and relaxes into her chair. He turns to look at her. She smiles and closes his eyes. He scoots closer to her. His hand disappears under the table. She ...