This puzzled me, how did he know my husbands name? We were brought a bottle of champagne before we could even speak to each other. The Steward poured ... glass for Mark and then waited until he received approval to fill my glass. I lifted the glass gingerly, still feeling the affects of the three glasses of wine I had been able to finish in the short time we waited before leaving the apartment. ‘To a different way of living?’ Mark proposed, lifting his glass toward me in a toast. I wasn’t sure. I could hear some female voices mixed in with the guys, though, and it sounded like angry wives or girlfriends. The sound of their voices was like an alarm bell, and I knew we didn't have much time. Sure enough, there was one high-pitched voice that said, "This is outrageous, doing that in a public park! I'm going to call the police." Next thing I knew I could hear the lady telling the whole story on her cell phone to a police dispatcher, and I knew there would be a cop out here in less than. She gave me that look that made me feel like a kid again, and not in the way Rick did. “Mom, I’m sorry,” I said. “We came out here to get a few things, but it was dark, and we didn’t want to disturb you. I thought I’d get up early enough to take care of this.” “It’s all right,” she said in a tone that I knew was far from “all right.” I got out the broom to sweep up what we left on the floor and saw that I was going to have to get out a mop and floor cleaner without arousing any kind of. He let out a small gasp at the coldness. She took another drink, cooling her mouth, then took the head of his cock into it. The intake of air on his part let her know he liked that. She used her lips and her teeth to nibble at the rim, while her tongue teased the tip. Slowly she began to take it deeper, letting his cock fill her mouth, sliding it in and out. Wet with her saliva, she traced the length with her tongue to the base, drawing one ball into her mouth then the other. Using her hand to.