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Kevin laughed, my finger still in his mouth. I could feel the vibration of his laughter transferring from his tongue throughout my finger. By this point, it felt as though I gay teen web cam video was dissolving into a mass of liquid. The waiter returned and Kevin slowly removed my finger from his mouth while the waiter, well, waited. I couldn believe Kevin would do that in gay teen web cam video front of anyone at all. I quickly looked at the waiter who was smiling. He gave me a wink. I had been so shy and nervous when we first sat down that I finished my drink quickly. The waiter refilled my glass and left. I crossed my legs, one of which brushed up against Kevins. He looked at me and smiled while he let one of his hands slip down underneath the tablecloth. His warm fingers began to stroke my leg that gay teen web cam video was over the other. "Your skin feels like butter," he murmured. Come on, make like butter, soft and easy to spread – that song from Detroit Grand Pubahs began to play in my head. I couldn speak. I was entirely in Kevins spell. Of course I am sure the red wine was making me more pliable to his ways. "I want you to do something for me," Kevin whispered. "Wh-what?" I could barely get out the words. "I want you to sit next to me." I didn know if I could do as he asked. My legs were boneless at that point but I tried to get up. The waiter returned, moving my chair closer to Kevin so that I was no longer sitting across from him but now sitting right next to him. The waiter left. Kevin brought his hand back down under the tablecloth again. I could feel his hand first on my knee, stroking it gently but firmly. Then I could feel it slip beneath the hem of my dress.

"What are you doing?" I gasped. "Shh..." Holding my eyes with his, Kevin moved his hand further up underneath my dress. I clenched my legs tightly together, relieved that there was a tablecloth to hide his actions. The waiter returned with the appetizers, which were lamb chops and salad with lentils. At first sight, they seemed rather humble. Kevin reached for a chop, picked it up by the bone and told me to open my mouth. I looked at him to see if I could trust this man, to see if he was playing me. "Its ok, I won hurt you," he promised, his teeth gleaming white as he smiled. I let my lips part ever so little. "Open wider." I opened my gay teen web cam video lips a little more. As the lambchop entered my mouth, I gay teen web cam video could taste its infusion of apple glaze which alone made me swoon but at the same time, I could feel Kevins hand moving up between my legs, forcing them apart. As I chewed the lambchop, I could feel his fingers reaching the edge of my fuchsia thong. I gulped. "Take another bite," he encouraged. I gulped down another sip of wine and opened my lips again. Kevin brought gay teen web cam video the chop to my mouth and as I was about to take another bite, his fingers slipped beneath gay teen web cam video my thong and I could feel them becoming wet with my escalating arousal. He slipped a finger into my virgin vagina and whispered into my ear, "you feel so good." I did feel good. And appalled. And yet sooooooo good. It felt good to let him take control. To let him force me out of my prudish tendencies. It felt as though he was giving me release from myself which I hadn realized I needed until that moment. And all the while, his finger moved in deeper until his thumb was touching my clitoris. I just about jumped out of my chair from his touch. It was such a surprise because I wasn prepared for how fabulous it felt gay teen web cam video to eat this divine lambchop and being finger-fucked at the same time in a beautiful restaurant. "Ohhhh..." The waiter had returned and heard me make that noise. "Its good, isn it?" he asked referring to the appetizers. "Ohhh, it is very good," I replied, being bold now that I have wine coursing through my veins and a gorgeous mans finger inside my cunt.