What's next?
You order some food instead
Let's avoid attracting attention, you think to yourself, and you decide to take a seat, place your orders, and wait, as the good citizens you are. The both of you choose something from the local cuisine. It is spicy as shit, but you feel yourselves up for the challenge. Who cares if you might regret it tomorrow?
"I think I will get my pussy licked every time I have lunch," Elena says.
"We will see," you say defiant.
Elena starts caressing your feet under the table, the both of you blushing and smiling, all the way through the meal. After that, you leave the building, and start thinking about what to do next.
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