Before you have a moment to response, she swiftly dives under the table.
You sit there confused. Nobody seemed to noticed the agile foxy moves. Suddenly you feel something weird. Something unzips your fly and pulls out your semi-hard member. You realise you're getting blown under the table in public! You've heard legends of things like that, but never expected it's happen to you. You even look under the cloth and see Sheila's face bobbing up and down on your penis. The feeling is something you never felt before. Her suction is both intense and sensual and the soft tounge running on the bottom of your cock is out of this world. She winks at you and continues as you put down the cloth. You start to pant, yet at the same time you're more concerned if anyone notices. You're feeling excited but at the same time unbelievebly embarased. You think of telling her to stop, but she speeds up.
You feel yourself blushing and cover your face with your hand hoping it'll end soon. You hear her moan as she sucks on your hard 7 inches. It makes you pant so you cover you mouth.
"Are you ready to order?" sudden question makes you jump if it wasn't for the girl on your lap. You didn't notice the lapin anthro waiter approaching. You pray he doesn't notice anything. "Could I propose some starters.." he asks. "NO.. I mean no! Ehkm, no, thank you, I'm fine for now." the waiter seems suprised by the reaction, but non the wiser to what's going on under the table. "Alright, I'll come again later. Is the Lady powdering her nose?" he asks before leaving. "Yes, you might say so."
You take the napkin and whipe your face from all the excitement. At the same time Sheila grabs your cock at the base and starts to bob her head even harder, teasing the surface of your cock with her teeth and tounge. This is too much for you and you finally release a torrent of semen down her expecting throught. You jet few streams into her mouth, biting the napkin as you do. You breath deeply as you recover. She puts away your cock back into your pants and zips it up. There's not even a drop of semen on your pants or floor, which is quite impressive.
Sheila, with the same foxy grace and swiftness, comes out from uder the table with nobody noticing. She adjusts herself, fixing her hair and fur. She also takes her napkin and wipes her mouth. You still looks confused, not really believing what happened, but she just smiles at you as you yourself get back together.
"So that was one tasty appetizer." She also wipes her chest in case of any drops. While at it adjusting one of the straps that almost slipped of one of her nipples (revealing it to you for a second while at it). You just nod. "Don't think, I'm easy." She says to you. "I'm just very very very friendly towards nice people I meet, that I find cute" she winked.
The waiter approached again. "So, can I take your order now?" he asks. "I think we're ready for the main course.." you say.
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