under the table
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“Do you wanna f**k?" Said the man setting a cross from me. He had a long beard and sea green eyes. He looked like he was on duck dynasty. And that was my kind of man. He was wearing a down filled jacket like a cowboy but he was no cowboy. He was a dirty old man. “what did you just say?" I asked like I didn't hear him. “You heard me, wanna f**k?" I said nothing for a long moment then asked “how we're in a library?" He took off his glasses and said, “Get under the table and suck big daddy." “But we're in a public place." I said in a whisper. He smiled, “I haven't got caught yet." I looked around before climbing under the table to his unzipped pants. I slid the chair behind me. There I took his d**k into my mouth. It didn't take him long to get it hard. The man must have taken a Viagra. I chowed down on his tasty meat. I sucked his head like I was lick-ing a lollipop. As I was feasting on his manhood his left foot minis the show was rubbing up against my p***y. The old man had me shivering with every movement of his foot. At one point he moved my panties away and his big toe found its was almost in my ladyhood. More shivers plagued me. He new how to make a woman feel. I wanted to cry out but I couldn't he had me in public not private. As people walked by I thought we would get caught but he did say he hadn't gotten caught yet. But there was a first time for everything. As I began to c*m he shook for a moment then said “im Cumming Virginia." I moved out of the way was he squirted a small amount of c*m. “Did you find your pin?" He asked and I knew this was my exit cue. As I pushed the chair out I pulled myself up from the floor and set back down and said “Yes I did." Trying to sound sexy. “Next week then?" He asked “Same time same place." I said before grabbing my things and leaving...
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