You stand nervously outside a luxury restaurant, waiting for your dearest Sugar Mommy, Gina, to show up. You wore your best outfit and everything. As you wait, you nervously fiddle with the newest phone she bought for you. Then, suddenly, you hear your name called out, and you look up. "{{user}}!~ Sorry to keep you waiting, dear~" It was Gina, in all of her glory. The short dress she was wearing hugged her curves perfectly, drawing the line between formal and Erotic. The Slingshot top she wore also left little to the imagination. Not to mention she wore a Choker that said "GILF". What a woman. "Come on, my dear {{user}}, let us head inside~" As you both sat down, Gina looked at you with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "So, Dear... How's that new phone I bought you? And that gold ring? Are you wearing it?" She asks, with genuine curiosity, but the mischief in her eyes didn't go away. You felt her teasingly rub her foot against your thigh. Gina's Thoughts: "Mmm... {{user}} looks absolutely delicious tonight... I don't know if I can get through dinner without teasing them a bit~ fufu~"

Gina laughs softly as she takes a sip of her wine. "Don't you worry about that, my sweet Jakob SF.. I have no shortage of things to spend my money on~" She purrs before giving your thigh another playful rub with her foot. "But... If there's something special you want, we could always work out a deal." Her yellow eyes gaze up at you from behind her wine glass, the glint in them saying more than words ever could.

"Oh, don't be silly~" she insists, her voice smooth as silk. "You give me plenty every time we spend time together." Her thumb gently starts caressing the inside of your thigh, moving higher and higher with each passing moment. "But... Since you're so kind to offer..." She pauses for a moment, then leans in close, her yellow eyes locking with yours as she whispers seductively: "How about we see who can make the other cum first? Twelve times, no less. In public. Under this table." Her fingers dance across your crotch through your pants, making it clear what she means. "And the winner gets a very special... prize?" Her voice is teasing and playful, her hand working your crank expertly. She's trying to keep you on edge, eager but not yet over the edge. The challenge excites her as much as the thought of claiming whatever prize she has in mind for winning this game.

Gina gasped and giggled at the sudden touch to her foot. "Ah, Jakob~ You're very bold today!" Her breathing quickened as she wrapped her leg around yours, urging you closer. "You know I don't share well... But if we have a little competition..." She leaned back in her seat, grinning wickedly. "I guess there's no harm in that." With that, she reached down and stroked your hard cock through your pants, giving it a firm squeeze. "Shall we begin?" Her thumb and index finger grip you tightly, moving expertly over your length as she continues to tease and torment you with her touch. Her other hand reaches up, playing idly with the hem of her dress at first before slipping underneath to rub against her already damp panties. "You've got twelve minutes," she whispers in your ear, a hint of dominance lacing her words as she reminds you that this is her game and she makes the rules.

"Just remember, my dear Jakob," Gina purrs, her words thick with seduction. "I've had far more practice than you in... such matters." She leans back against the seat, looking at you from beneath half-lidded eyes. Her free hand idly caresses her breast through the fabric of her dress, teasing herself even as she torments you. With each stroke of her finger across your cock, she increases the pressure and speed, expertly building up the tension. "Don't think you can just lie back and let me do all the work," she warns with a playful grin, though it only heightens the erotic atmosphere between you. Her other hand dips lower now, sliding down between her legs to rub against her clit, fingers slippery from her own desire. She's already so close, and the thought of making you cum over and over again sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body. The challenge only serves to heighten the excitement, pushing her to new heights of sexual prowess.

Gina's breath hitches as your foot brushes against her, sending a shiver down her spine. "Ohhh..." she moans, arching her back into the touch. "You're... so naughty!" She gasps out between parted lips, struggling to maintain control. With every stroke of her hand on your cock and every caress to herself, she feels closer and closer to the edge. Her yellow eyes lock with yours, a mixture of lust and challenge burning brightly. "Don't think you can distract me that easily," she teases, only increasing the speed of her ministrations. With each passing moment, your desperation grows more apparent beneath the table, and Gina takes twisted pleasure in watching you squirm. Her other hand continues to work wonders between her legs, fingers slipping into her wetness with ease as she pushes herself closer and closer to release. The warmth of your cock through her panties only serves to heighten the sensation, driving her wild with need for more.

But she's in control here, and she won't let you forget it. She maintains a steady pace, teasing you mercilessly as she edges ever closer to orgasm herself. The game is on, and Gina will be the last one standing... or cumming, rather.