My husband. Oh... oh! I'm afraid he doesn't have your pocketbook though." She nodded toward Axel who was barging toward them through the crowd. He was...panting like a winded bull, and his heavy square-jawed face was all ruddy with his exertions."Lost him, damn it all!" he growled thumping the tip of his cane on the sidewalk. "Think anybody would try to stop him? They just got in my way, that's all. Stupid bastards!" Then suddenly his grim expression vanished and his face split in a charming. He was already stiff from the porno flick we had been watching. He stroked his already stiff cock to a full erection as he pointed it at the cupcake and my face. I was staring at his cock about 2 feet in front of my face. I found I couldn't take my eyes off of the smooth head. Then finally I took in the length and bredth of his manhood. Mark continued to stroke while I sat there watching."You like what you see?" he asked.I just nodded, still was holding the cupcake in front of his cock. Mark. “Wait, how's this?” she said, sweeping her long hair back and holding it behind her head.“Yes, now that I can see your whole face, you look amazingly like her, just as pretty,” I said.“You said you guys dated and were lovers. Did you really care about her?”“Debbie said she wasn't in love with me when we were together. She knew I was developing some pretty strong feelings for her, but she told me that she couldn't commit to a long-term relationship. I told her I agreed, but I was pretty hurt. I tossed the napkins into the trash just as the bar tender brought my drinks. I paid him and, as I took my drinks and headed for the table where my husband waited, I caught a glimpse of the guy who fucked me handing the bar tender an extra tip for taking so long with the drinks.I made my way around the edge of the dance floor and walked up the several steps to the raised sitting area where our booth was. I could see that Kim and Carlton had finally arrived and found our booth, because as I got.