Red Riding Jack
I asked, confused, and he placed his right hand on my thigh and brought his lips closer to my ear, almost like a kiss.
"Simon says.... How long will it take for people to know what I am about to do?" My breath hitched, and a slight shiver ran down my spine. His hand slowly moved down to my legs and raised my denim skirt up.
"Jack..." I breathed out, and he hummed, his fingers moving my purple panties to the side, and the tip of his cold thumb touched my clit in a slow circle.
I took a shaky breath as I looked at the people below us. They couldn't see what we were doing, but if I got loud, the older couples in front would know what we were doing, and so would Liam and Bertha.