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Story Script:

NARRATOR: The candlelight flickered across the table as he leaned in, his hand finding her thigh beneath the linen cloth.
ACTOR2: I haven't been able to think about anything but getting you out of that dress all night.
ACTOR1: Is that so? What exactly were you thinking of doing?
NARRATOR: His fingers slid higher, tracing the lace edge of her panties. She let out a soft, shaky breath.
ACTOR2: I was thinking about how wet your pussy would be for me. About tasting you.
ACTOR1: God, yes… I’ve been aching for your mouth on my clit since we sat down.
NARRATOR: Under the table, he hooked a finger into her panties, pulling them aside. She was already slick and ready.
ACTOR2: Fuck, you’re so wet. I need to be inside you. Right now.
ACTOR1: Please… I need your cock. Don’t make me wait.
NARRATOR: He guided himself to her entrance, and with one slow, deep thrust, he filled her completely, making her cry out softly into the hushed restaurant air.