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I turn my head back towards the table. Maybe it’s innocent. Maybe she doesn’t even realise what she’s doing. Nevertheless, she is doing something and it’s getting me distracted.

Her hand moves up once more. This can no longer be an accident. She knows. I turn to face her again, slight panic painted across my face. This time she looks at me too, the polite smile still on her face, but her eyes tell me something else. In her eyes I recognize the look I’ve seen many times. And as she turns her head back towards our friends, she makes the final move.

Her fingers find my clit over my jeans. She presses slightly, just enough to make the seam of the jeans touch me so perfectly. My face flushes bright red and I grip the fork in my hand like a lifeline. She keeps stroking. I keep struggling.

“aww, what a good girl,” she says softly against my ear, voice warm and low. “just sit still and on mommy’s cock for me. it feels so deep, hmm?”

every few moments she gives these tiny, random little thrusts… just enough to nudge that spot inside me and make my clit pulse. her fingers slip between us and start teasing my clit in slow circles.

she leans in and presses a soft kiss to my neck, murmuring sweetly, “mm, you’re so wet and warm for me, baby.”

i get too impatient and try to rock my hips once, just a little. her hand comes down in a quick, light slap on my ass. “mm-mm, no moving.”

“mommy… please,” i whimper, already sounding wrecked. “i need more… it feels too good to just sit here.”

she lets out a soft laugh. “i know, baby. but you’re gonna stay right here until i say so.”

she knows i can’t handle it anymore. my face already buried in her neck, hiding and trembling, trying to muffle my little whines.

not long after, her hands tighten on my hips and she starts lifting and lowering me, faster than before. fucking me properly on her strap while i stay hidden in her neck. the angle hits so perfect every time that i can barely think straight.

“mmm- there you go,” she murmurs, sounding pleased. “is this what you needed, princess? mommy’s cock fucking into you so deep?”

anything i want to say comes out in a needy, broken whine. “mommy- fuck- ” i gasp into her throat, voice all shaky and desperate. “please don’t stop… i need to cum so bad, please let me cum—”

“Yeah does that hurt? Oh you poor thing it’s okay.”

“No no I can’t stop. you feel too good I promise you can take it I promise”

“Aw your being so noisy does it feel good? No? I’m sorry puppy i really am. Just be a good boy for me it’ll feel good soon.”

“Shhh I’m not being that rough. Take deep breaths baby. I know I know it’s a lot.”