Stocking-clad lesbians savoring each other’s wet pussies

“I know.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever be comfortable just showing my boobs to someone. She popped me out of her mouth with one final swath of her tongue, then grabbed me firmly with her right hand. Youporn “What?” she asked. I watched as Val talked to the man. And why are you checking them out anyway?”
“You don’t understand,” she said. “I never ask. “So what,” I said, “she isn’t married to you.” I leaned forward, “And I love how that displays your tits.”
Staying in position, she said, “I can’t eat like this you know.”
“Why not?”
“Well, it is obvious the table is holding up my boobs. I sighed, only a little, and closed down the game. Val came out the door a minute behind me wearing the black and white top. I think that is laughable since you and I are only for each other. I shrugged. Val spoke first, “Do you have Smirnoff Ice?” The waitress nodded. “Are you ready to order?” We put our order in and got back to small talk. “How about CPK?”
She thought for a moment and then said, “Okay.”
I drove to the nearest California Pizza Kitchen and pulled up in front of the place instead of directly parking. “Shush.”
We ate in silence, and Val kept her boobs on the table the whole time. I had asked her to do this a number of times. We finished our meal in relative silence with no other visits from the staff. She pulled her hair back from her face and said, “This is what I want you to think about every time we are out