I noticed at one point, Inge’s hand kept disappearing under the table and Dieter kept smirking. Curiosity getting the better of me, I dropped my nap...in and peeked under the table. Inge’s hand was wrapped around Dieter’s exposed cock, slowly stroking it. I also saw Dieter’s hand cupping the crotch of Inge’s shorts. Emerging from my napkin rescue mission, I saw both of them smiling. I’d been busted! I blushed. Unfazed at being caught, Dieter said, in slightly accented but otherwise perfect. "But Roger's pulse had quickened too and he felt his breathing speeding up. Ayame grinned at him and took his hand."Ooooo. Roger nervous too. Not fooling me, darling," she giggled."Caught me, sweetie. Actually, I don't give a rip about the guys seeing me—hey, I'm used to gym and all that stuff by now. But it's seeing the random girls and women, God, that's different. I'm afraid I'll have a hard-on the entire time!"At the gate, Mitchell had pushed a card into a reader box on a nearby post and. Mom reacted to this at once as she reached down and grabbed his hair roughly; she ground her pussy into his fast working mouth."Oh yes Fred, oh baby yes, eat my pussy, oh yes like that, oh shit eat it." My mother moaned as Fred continued licking her."Oh fuck, yes don't stop oh please don't stop, oh shit I'm cumming oh you bastard make me cum." My mother continued to moan as Fred lapped his way to bringing her to orgasm with his tongue."Damn your pussy tasted good, now I think it's ready to get. ”“What do you do, Angie?” I asked.“I’m a data entry operator for an insurance company.”“Husband? Kids?” I asked.Anna kicked me under the table, and I saw a tear in Angie’s eye which told me I’d asked the wrong question.“No,” Angie said, dejectedly.“Are you still in touch with Pete and Melanie?” Anna asked, obviously wanting to change the subject.“Yes, of course. Pete’s a US Marshal and Melanie is one of the leading criminal defense lawyers in the city.”“We used to double-date, back in High.