I figured I’d get my revenge by coating his earlobe with a dab of the frosting and whispering, ‘Eat me,’ as I licked it off. ‘Oh, baby, I want...to, but here?’ he asked. ‘That’s why I left my skirt on and my panties off,’ I said shaking a can of whipped cream. Rick grabbed the can out of my hand, hoisted me onto the top of the patio table, lifted my skirt over my waist, and spritzed the cream down my slit. He spread my legs apart as he lightly licked the top layer of cream with the tip of his. Mike's gaze is now absolutely transfixed on your panty covered pussy mound. You give a steady push and the gusset starts to move out away from your soaking lips. Mike gives out an audible intake of breath as your secret starts to reveal its self. The gusset is protruding out by two inches now and we can see the white veiny shaft of your dildo as we peer in from the side. You keep pushing and the dildo keeps on sliding out into view. Your gorgeous lips clinging to the soaking shaft. You are now. "Was that bad?" I asked, "Did it taste bad, or nasty?" Her tongue slipped back across my finger, searching for more to taste. "Here baby, get a really good taste, take it right off the tip as it comes out. Get it while it's really fresh." Her head dipped forward, closing the distance between her mouth and my cock to only about an inch or two. "That's it sweetheart, just a little bit closer and you can take it right onto your tongue," my hand slipped behind her head and pressed forward softly.. Baxter waited for Christy to return. It was about ten minutes later when she emerged from the ladies' room. She walked with her head down, not making eye contact with anyone until she got back to the safety of the table. She put her purse on her lap and pulled out her panties, passing them under the table to him."Here Sir," she said handing her panties to him. But he didn't take them under the table."No, hand them to me up here. And don't wad them up I want to see them in your hand," he.