(JOY)
“HOSEA, oh my God.” I had to bit my lower lip hard so as now to moan aloud. I couldn’t believe we are doing it here, in the garden area of the most beautiful restaurant I’ve been to, in broad daylight.
However, it was really happening. Hosea really took off my panties. He held it to his nose for a moment and inhaled at it. The act was too erotic. It made me wet. He put my panties on his pocket. “Put your hands on the table. It’s not really a strong support but it will make do.”
I frowned at him but complied. I pressed my hands on either side of me. The table was made of wood and steel. It was heavy but not enough to carry my full weight.
Hosea pushed his hair and suddenly went on his knees in front of me. My hands clenched against the side
