She shut them and switched to licking the underside of my shaft. I was getting harder and harder watching this torrid performance, set to the music of...Vivaldi and all taking place in my lap. Suddenly the aria ended – allegro con brio. She stood up and performed a brief set of choreographic moves to the music of the maestro’s recitative. Turning to face the window, she unbuttoned her skirt, peeled it off and threw it on the floor. She had absolutely nothing on underneath. A hand grasped my. His mustache was thick and it looked ridiculous in the middle of the otherwise bright red expanse of face. He put down the glass he was polishing and walked down the bar, leaned over close to Mark. I dont really care for you bringing her in here looking like that. I dont like trouble and you dont exactly look like you can handle… Marks left hand flashed out and grabbed the mans wrist, his right hand swung around and jammed a blade into the bartop between the bartenders index and middle finger.. . this." I am a freak, I suppose. But I promise to keep the worst of me in check." If you say so. Um ... are we gonna... ? I mean, are you gonna ... ya know? Do it?" Oh yes," he sighed. He kept stroking his cock close enough to her face to feel the warmth of her breath on his flesh. He might've been happy just to kneel there and jack himself into oblivion while she merely breathed on his balls, but he kept thinking of the way she'd been leaning onto a fence rail when he'd spotted her. "But I. "She yelled at me." I hope I didn't ruin things for you two." Oh, don't worry about that. It's just a little lovers' spat, that's all." So was she mad at me?" Mad at you? Oh, you think she might have suspected you of tempting me? No, that didn't bother her; she doesn't have a problem with me being with other women. She knows about Sandy after all. The reason she yelled at me was for taking advantage of you. When she said you had earned a friend for life, she meant it." I'm glad. Not that she.