'WTF,' Jenna thought, tightly crossing her legs.

Warmth and wetness instantly spreading inside her cotton panties.

Tucking her chin down timorously, intentionally diverting her eyes from everyone in the coffee shop.

Holding her neck, feeling her flesh rapidly soaking under her steadily deepening breaths Her finger slipped down her cleavage.

She pressed the warm mug into her chest as her other hand began moving between her thighs; even through her trousers and panties, it took fewer than seven grinding passes before her eyes rolled and her body shook.

Callum watched the cute blonde shudder, subtly but obviously cumming; he switched the device off.