Eating Out For Dinner

Charlotte and Khloe shouldn't be doing this. Charlie is right in the kitchen while they press their mouths together in the dining room. Charlotte's breathing gets heavier. Khloe reaches under her dress and pulls her panties aside, then drops to her knees. They hear Charlie's footsteps. Khloe slides under the table, spreads Charlotte's legs, and licks her slow. Charlie walks in. Charlotte grips the table edge, voice steady while Khloe's tongue works deeper. Charlie turns around. Khloe sucks on Charlotte's clit harder. Another close call. Khloe stays hidden and finishes what she started until Charlotte's thighs tremble. They think they're safe, but Charlie comes back. The two women crawl under the tablecloth just in time. Charlie stops. Sniffs the air. Walks around the table. They hold their breath. Silence stretches. Finally Charlie leaves. The door shuts. Charlotte and Khloe climb onto the table. They fuck like they've been waiting weeks. No need to whisper now. Charlotte bends over, legs spread. Khloe grabs her hips and pushes her tongue inside, wet and messy. The dinner plates rattle. Skin slaps against wood. They moan as loud as they want.