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By the time we got to dessert we had both had a few glasses of champagne and were a bit tipsy.
I watched as Stacey forked a piece of chocolate cake into her mouth and moaned. The sound went immediately to my c**k and I imagined it was me in her mouth and not cake. Then I thought of her licking chocolate off my hard on. I had been battling an erection for most of the evening.
It hadn't helped that when Stacey went to the ladies after our main that I could watch her juicy ass sashaying across the restaurant without being caught. The black clingy material of her dress was stretched nice and tight across her rear and I speculated whether she had panties on underneath. There were no visible lines at all. That made me think of her mommy p***y. Was she bare just a few feet away from me?
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