Sonja doesn't directly answer. "Just follow me." It's not a long term solution. It won't be long before Jason just grabs her and starts gobbling her up, which may be a good idea... However, that bench ahead looks like a good idea...

Reaching it before Jason's appetite got too strong, she slips off her shoes and lies down on her face. "Now no peeking." A somewhat serious concern her since she had figured this was going to happen and had not bothered to put her panties or bra back on, and the dress is not long enough to cover much if he is determined to look.

For the moment, he prefers to dine, and Sonja feels her feet being grabbed, and then his tongue licking her toes. He quickly changes to swallowing her feet, and then working his way up her tender calves. Tant thighs follow and prove to be quite sensitive to stimulation. Well before he reaches the apex of her thighs, she is shuttering with joy.

When he actually reaches her damp needy center, she realizes she is going to do a good deal more than shutter. As the massive wave of emotion is about to overwhelm her, she crams some cloth in her mouth, blocking her scream. Being eaten in public is common enough, but yelling in front of everybody like this seems a little much.
Wisely, she does not remove her amateur gag. Jason's tongue is caressing her in a most compelling way, and her next climax is already on the way, and is soon followed by additional explosions that send her over the top.

Eventually Jason finishes with her hips and moves up her flat belly, pausing to tickle her belly button. Her engorged breasts are soon being stimulated to an unbearable degree. Her nipples become hard as nails, pushing rigidly into her blouse. Then again comes the overwhelming emotion. Jason continues to eat, consuming creamy shoulders, her head, and finally slender arms. As he does, she again surrenders to passion. But soon she is just a lump in Jason's belly. A very happy lump, but only a lump.

Well, a lump with some directions for Jason. "Now remember to take my clothes home. There could be a serious problem if you don't. Oh yes, and thanks for not looking."

Jason can only wonder how she knew he had not looked, at least not more than he could avoid under the circumstances. Sometimes he wonders if women have eyes in the back of their heads. But that is not something he can ask her, or expect an honest answer. So he instead quickly agrees and picks up her former outfit and her purchases. Then he starts home. However, he does not get far before he starts to wonder if he has room for another lass. ...