lol Purposely he slides under the table cloth. His hands running up and down her legs.No needing to part them as she already has. Trailing his tongue along the inside of her thigh/ Feeling her fingers running though his hair. He hears her speaking to the Waiter and ordering for them . Tongue licking along her sweet aromatic slit and flicking her clit. Hard and fast. Feeling the strain in his pants as her hands cling to his ears as she tries to ask the waiter what the Chef Specials of the evening are .