DATE NIGHT

Just the two of us
You with your remote-control bullet nestled snug between
Your cock and
Your balls
Me with my remote-control bullet inserted in my wet juicy walls
I have your remote
And you have mine
We are playing this game called “If I could Fuck anyone in this Restaurant who would it be and why?
While waiting on our meal
Each time we see someone that we wanted to fuck we turn up the speed on the bullets
Until it's at full speed
The object of the game is to not cum
All eyes are on us as we laugh, and we giggle
Moaning and squirming in our chairs
Wondering who’s going to cum first
Not wanting to lose this intensity that has
Built up in between our legs
I go to the ladies’ room
Lucky for us that the stall was empty
And there was a lock on the door
I text him to have him to sneak in
I bend over the sink
He slides right in
Hands on my nipples
Tilting them to my out reached tongue
He watches in the mirror
As I suck my nipples
One by one
We both scream in sheer delight
We clean up
And walk back to our seats
To eat our meal
Men looking at him as to signal a job well done
He nodding back with a devilish grin
We eat our meals
The waiter comes back and asked
“Will you be having dessert tonight?”
We look at each other with a smile on our face
While all eyes are on us
And giggles in the background
No sir, just the check
He pays our tab as we walk out the door
He dabs the men on his way out
While they cheer
As if he had won the Super Bowl