“That means more for me.” Stacy says and motions for the waitress to hurry.
“Hurry sweetie. I need to keep the buzz going.” I want to tell her to slow down but it’s going to be futile. She’s fond of doing whatever the f**k she wants to do.
The hand on my thigh starts to move up my legs and slips between my thigh.
Reid acts like he wants to tell me something secretive and whispers in my ear.
“Open those sweet Legs for me Princess.” He murmurs in my ears and my p***y weeps at the breathy sound of his voice. My breathe hitches. I can’t think straight. I’m trying to breathe. I feel like the whole club knows that he has his hand between my legs.
I don’t want to be so naughty out where anyone can see us but theres nothing I can do to stop my body from responding. My body disobeys me an
