Going Down Under the Table
My wife really got a thrill out of doing it in places where we might get caught. We did it a couple times in thr aboreraum at the zoo, at the beach, at a baseball game, bars, and she'd me head driving in my convertible.
If we went to a restaurant wasn't very busy, had booths and table cloths, I'd open my fly and she'd go down on me. We got caught doing that once after having dinner. The waiter came over to our table and saw she had her face in my lap. My wife sat up real quickly but he was a gentleman and the only thing he said was:
"I was going to ask you two if I could bring some dessert but
appearantly you took care of that already..."