We were at our favorite restaurant. It was quite a popular place and given that it was Saturday evening, we were one of many tables for two lined up i... a row not more than 2-3 feet apart. While that seems close, it did afford us a bit of privacy. We continued to have a nice dinner and managed to go thru two bottles of wine. Of course me being clumsy that night, I kept dropping my napkin, phone, and any object I could think of that required me to reach under the table. Part of the dare was that. She blew a breath on his erect cock, making it grow and swell. She placed a soft kiss at the tip, making him thrust his hips into her mouth. She stroked his cock with her fingers and teased his balls with her tongue. Greg gasped as Ashley took his entire cock into her mouth and sucked him. Her tongue swiveled around the head, drawing him deeper into her hot and wet mouth. Her silky hair formed a veil and teased his abdomen. Greg ran his fingers through her hair and tucked them behind her ear.. "Did that turn you on?" he asked. I was suddenly terrified. I didn't want him to think I enjoyed it, I only sucked his dick because I lost a bet. It wasn't gay, it was just a bet. But I did enjoy it. And my erection was proof of that. I grabbed my shorts and began to put them on, until he said something else that stopped me dead in my tracks. "Because it turned me on" he said with a smile. I froze for a moment, and began to pull down my shorts again. "Would you finish me off?" I asked. "I won't. The faster she was moving, and the louder she was moaning, the harder my cock was getting. I was feeling pretty confident that she wouldn't object to me slipping my stiff tool into her once I'd finished eating her pussy. Her hands moved down from her tits to embed themselves in my hair, holding my head between her smooth thighs. I continued to lick and suck her clit, my two fingers slippery with her juices from sliding in and out of her pussy. She started tensing up, forcing her pussy against.