Sophia.

It's like a scene from Jaws, but sexy. Emma slinks around beneath the surface, looking for the tastiest pair of legs to start feasting on. She remembers that Sophia still has a big hole in her pantyhose, and her plaid skirt allows for the easiest access, although her legs are practically welded together at the knee, keeping with her prim and proper nature. Emma unceremoniously forces her best friend's legs apart and digs right in.

You're in the middle of shucking open a raw oyster when the tablecloth shifts underneath your elbow, throwing off your game. You look to your right to see that Sophia is clutching the crumpled tablecloth, and raising her glass up with her free hand to take a sip. She's trying to remain nonchalant, but you can see her heavy breath fogging up the crystal, and her face is shifting shades from creamy pink to red. Emma's parents across the table notice the commotion.

"Are you feeling alright, Sophia?" Emma's Mom helpfully inquires. Sophia sets her cup back down and waves off the concern as she swallows and clears her throat.

"Uh, it's- it's nothing. The potatoes are still pretty hot. I just, uh- yeah, I had too much at once." Her eyes are searching all over the room to avoid the inquisitive stares of your family. She's a very bad liar, especially when Emma's face is mashed between her thighs, slick tongue invading her cunt just out of view. She seems at once tense and flighty, like she's trying to keep from bursting out laughing. In truth, she's shocked at how daring Emma is being, at risk of being discovered by her own parents! Sophia knew them growing up with Emma, and the thought of them discovering the horseplay going on right under their noses has her adrenaline pumping. Every moment is going by in slow-motion as Emma starts to slide some fingers inside her pussy.

"Well, try some of the oysters, then. They're pretty tasty, and they're nice and cool." You pass the platter over to her. Your Dad comments on the choice of food.

"You know, John, I think oysters are supposed to be an aphrodisiac. Are you going to try to put the moves on your friend, here?" He has a laugh at his dumb joke, which is quickly echoed by the others at the table. Sophia lets out a nervous laugh, less from the joke and more from being **** for a release, half chuckling and half panting. Emma is suckling on her squishy clit now, and Sophia can only think to hide her pleasure by taking an open oyster and gulping down the tender flesh inside. As she reaches orgasm, she lets a deep moan hum through her sealed lips, which she then licks as she sighs. Everyone else is thinking those must be some truly satisfying oysters.

"Well, don't mind if I take a couple, then." Your Dad rubs your Mom's shoulder, and she cackles in ticklish delight. Unknown to you and the others, he's trying to vent some of his own secret urges, and has coaxed your Mom into giving him a furtive handjob underneath the tablecloth. Emma pulls her face out of Sophia's pussy to get some air, and sees the secret stroking going on and decides she's ready for another appetizer. Your Dad cracks open a clam and guzzles the insides, and cuts a greedy gaze across the table at Emma's Mom. Your girlfriend's hormone-addled mother is trying to satisfy her oral cravings with a full-sized turkey leg, stretching her mouth out to take a big bite, wishing it were a succulent cockhead to suck on. She closes her eyes to let the fantasy overtake her, and the way she nibbles the hot meat is only making your dad hornier. He wishes more than anything that he could hop over this table and whip out his cock for her to feast on.