She didn't have to wait long. As they tucked into their food Gerard's hand slipped into his pocket and all of a sudden she felt the egg starting to vibrate inside her. It was wonderful. She struggled not to moan and even more to continue eating her breakfast. She was starving, but it wasn't for food. Her p***y was on fire and she could feel a puddle forming on her chair.
"Are you OK?" Gerard asked casually.
"Yes," she managed to say, all too aware that her face was bright red. "You?"
"Very well, thank you."
His hand slipped into his pocket again and the vibrations in her p***y intensified. She stopped pretending to eat. The pleasure was intense. She was breathing heavily. Her firm t**s bounced up and down as she tried to control her breathing, her n*****s were hard and her chest flushe
