Hasha looks up at mark while his dick is still in her mouth. And gives him a cunning smile. And gets ups slowly releasing his dick. Mark can now have ... full view of her tits. He directly goes to kiss her and she accepts and mark enthusiastically makes out with her and get his full 5 mins with both her tits.Mark unbuttons hasha ‘s jeans and pulls it down with the panties. He can sense the wetness in her pussy. He finds the small dining table asks hasha to get on it. Goes down on her directly and. He was dressed in an old cotton bathrobe with a bunch of weird symbols and what not, with a goofy looking pointy hat. Even weirder, though, was that he knew Frank's name, and even WEIRDER than that was the fact that Frank hadn't spoken that line out loud. "How did you know my name?", Frank asked incredulously."I know a lot of things, Frank, but never mind that. What can I do you for today?", the old man asked."I need a gift." For the girl at the party tonight?", the old man asked with a twinkle. Then she said, "In fact I might not even come home until late tonight. I'll talk to you later." Then she hung up.Where the hell was she? Why did she lie to me about being at her mom's? Was she out to get even with me or just at one of her girlfriend's?Things didn't make sense. I knew where most of her girlfriends lived. Should I ride by a few of their houses to see if Bree was there? Damn, what was I thinking? It was me who cheated on Bree. Why was I doing all this checking up on her?I rode by. As the meal went on and the conversation flowed around her, she would look up every so often and see him watching her, smiling to himself. After a while he spoke to her. ‘Francesca, that’s a lovely name, does anyone shorten it and call you Fran or Frankie?’ ‘No,’ she answered in a quiet voice, ‘my family call me Chesca, but my Grandma always called me Froo for some reason.’ ‘Froo. I really like that. Mind if I call you that?’ and he smiled across at her. ‘My name’s Mikhail, Misha for short. I.