Once I settled into my tall chair at a corner table I started feeling more at ease and thats when I started feeling like I was being sized up as prey....I had a few cis girls make mean comments as they passed me at my table I'd see others glaring at me not knowing what to think. In this day and age you wish people would be more accepting. Genetic girls get to date guys and try their best to look good and impress. No body gives a second thought, but I'll feel sometimes peoples judgement.I talked. As I strained my hips and filled his mouth wife a thick load, it took him a a few seconds to realize what had happened. When he did, he jerked his head back up (dripping cum down his chin) and looked at me wide-eyed. He was a bit shaken and looked as though he would protest, but he was obviously feeling the full effect of the vodka tonics he'd been drinking. Before he could focus, his attention was drawn to my wife. She was still right next to us, but now on her knees moving her two fingers in. . How did..." Her unexpected presence derailed coherent thought and her lips curled slightly at the sight of me reduced to a stuttering mess. I took a breath and started again. "How did you find me?" The question popped out of my mouth like one of those air driven bingo ball machines. There were so many questions; it could have been any one of them."You gave me a detective agency, I had to do something with it," she grinned at me, "they're really very good, especially when they're searching for. Jab andaer geya to dekha bo sexy si night pehen ke bethi he aur andar kuch nehi pehni thi. Unki nipple saaf dikhai de raha tha. Ye najara dekhte hi mene apne aap ko nehi saka phir b kya karu control krke unke pas betha. Kuch normal si bat hone ke bad bo yesterday ki bat pe ayi. Bo bali kal kya dekh rahe the mene kaha nehi to kuch nehi. Unhone kaha bhole mat bano mujhe sab pata he. Mene kaha sry bhabi phir esi galti kabhi nehi hogi. Phir normal bat hui to unhone pucha koi gf he mene kaha nehi.