She didn't look at Virello, but she felt the weight of his gaze as she took a tiny sip of wine and then set the glass back down on the small napkin. T...en she swiveled her stool around, letting her gaze sweep across Virello to the large windows behind the bar. He smiled at her, but she kept her face neutral. When she swiveled back around she made eye contact for a moment, letting the corner of her mouth move upward just a fraction before her gaze slipped away.A few seconds later he was standing. I say almost because my little handshake duel with Mason made my hand quiver, causing the ice cream to end up on my shirt."Damn," I muttered. I took some paper napkins from a chrome dispenser on the table and cleaned up most of my mess, but the ice cream had been getting soft and it soaked into my shirt. "That's going to be sticky and wet all the way home," I told Bridget. "I'm going to see if I can wash it out."I went to the doors of the restrooms. Both were marked with the symbols for both. He increased his speed, it was giving me more pleasure. He continued, looking back, I kissed his neck and gave him a bite(still holding my bite over his neck). As he continued with increased speed, I could feel the sensation down from my stomach down towards my balls. My bite was deep now and I moved over.I was moaning heavy now, “Ahh, Oh, Sahil, it’s feeling like a heaven”. He continued even hard now, “I was about to cum now.”, I said, “I’ll cum any moment”. Suddenly, he stopped and said,. “I want you to feel good," she said. Madison had a habit of clenching her pussy muscles when Tom was inside her. He knew that she was doing it for his pleasure, but always told her to stop. Tom loved to make Madison cum from his cock, and it only happened when Madison unclenched her pussy muscles.“Not so tight," Tom directed, as he thrusted inside her silky warm pussy, eyes closed.“Are you sure? OK." Madison said, as she stroked his neck and unclenched her pussy muscles. They continued to fuck,.