Her grip on my cock eased as she let out a deep breath and sat back in her seat. An air of deep satisfaction was eminating from her as she let her hands rest in her lap. With a little shuffle I put my cock back in my trousers and, taking a drink from my glass, smiled at kinky and said, cheers.
Slowly, E became more involved with our conversation as she started to recover slightly from what I could only hope to be a powerful orgasmic experience. E had a drink of her water and, as she placed the glass back on the table, she said, that was such unbelievable fun. She continued, you both made me cum and have helped me with a fantasy that I have had for a while now, thanks for that. But to have included my husband and have him make me cum multiple times in a public place, she paused before adding, I think this could be the beginning of a beautifully filthy friendship.
She began to stand up, stumbling as she moved out of the booth, her nipple clamps pressing into me. I helped steady her as she was unsteady on her feet, legs wobbly from orgasms she whispered. Walking through the door, C was waiting for us on the other side, a big smile on his face. He made a comment about being wobbly after multiple orgasms and chuckled. We asked if we were still meeting at another pub and very abruptly E said, No!
Kinky and I stopped in our tracks at this outburst, unsure if we had done something wrong. E smiled at us both and said, don't be silly, we are not going to another pub, you are coming back to our place. Looking intently at us she added, you two have a love egg to retrieve from my pussy. With that and a wink, she was in the car.
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damn that’s good. 
