<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=84310.msg3754627#msg3754627">Quote from: Dark Clown on 10-10-2010, 20:10:50</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">His moan was soft but audible, and he made no attempt to hide it from the other guests.  His own inhibitions were few, and while hers were shedding slowly, he had no qualms about what they were doing or who they did it in front of.  So bold was he that he slipped beneath the table, ignoring the others for the time being, and moved between her thighs.  He pulled her thin shorts down her legs almost too quickly for her to protest before pressing his lips to her warm, moist opening.<br/><br/>His lips found her nub first, and he began suckling it in earnest.  While his dare had technically been fulfilled, he wanted to hear her cry out louder and louder from the things he would do to her.  Then, he let his tongue lap eagerly at her slit, even press inside of her as he moaned.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>So lost to the delight of touching him, the room became a clouded blur; a cacophony, a rabble of noise countering the moans of her pleasure. His sudden withdraw shook her senses, eyes nearly popping as he slipped beneath the table. Every instinct had her ready to scramble away, but her movement only allowed him easier access to remove her pumpkin colored shorts. Dainty legs pulled up and away not nearly as fast as she should. Warm hands had hold of her calves as his lips dipped to the silk of her petals. The first bold flick of his tongue between their folds elicited a deep groan as goosebumps covered the limbs he so easily secured.<br/><br/>Panicked, her hips arched up to extricate herself, but only served to press her more firmly against his tantalizing mouth. Hands that had moments ago been clasped against the tables edge, let loose to caress his jaw. Insistent fingers slipped into his hair, twining to pull him in as her hips rose and fell to the probing of his tongue. Each flick over the swollen nub of her desire ground out a new plea for more.