I'm eating out, tonight!

Well, never let it be said you're not a gentleman.

Moving her dress skirt up a bit higher, you tease her with some kisses up and down her thighs. She seems content to watch, and actually orders a refill of whatever she was drinking while you work your way up. It's exhilarating, doing this where at least a dozen people can see, and you're not in some creepy sex dungeon, either.

Her breath catches as you ghost your lips over her snatch, and it has to be the prettiest sound you've heard all week. You want to tease her more, but the little warning squeeze of her thighs against your head tell you she's not feeling all that patient. Obliging, you dart your tongue between her folds. It's warm - hot, even, but you're burning all over already.

You still start gently, with small but precise movements. She's being polite like the trio that may or may not still be around was, not making a disturbance, but she isn't totally silent, either. Sol tugs on your hair and she lets out short, breathy gasps, and you can tell when she's getting close by the way she digs her nails into your scalp.

The question is, do you want to finish her like this, or do you want to stove something else in first?