A slow dance came on and I told Jean that she should dance with my husband; I excused myself and went back to the table. The music was slow and very s...xy and the two of them wrapped there arms tightly around each other and moved sensually to the music. As the crowd enveloped them, my mind started to race. I decided that this would be the night that my husband and I had been talking about and Jean would be a part of this. The music ended and they came back to the table. We drank and talked and I. She shouted aaahhh aaj meri choot ko phaa dalo. Aur zor se apna lundmeri choot mein dalo. Then, I felt her shiver in pleasure and kept that pace in order to keep the ecstasy going. Then she moaned as my dick swelled and pumped a huge load inside her. I stayed in her for a while to relax and enjoy the feeling of the hot & wet choot around my lund. After a few minutes, she got up, left the room, and returned with a can whipped cream and sprayed it all over my lund and tatte and I spread some all. She made a signal and older woman,apparently the manager of the club came over."What's the problem here, Suzie?" This bastard has a fifty-dollar tab," Barbara, "and now says he has nomoney." Oh, another one of those," mused the older woman who was brunette andabout 5' 8". "Well, you know how to take care of this, Suzie."Barbara began making vigorous hand signals in seconds Jake's lone tablewas surrounded by eight women: strippers, waitresses, bar maids &Barbara the owner."Let me explain. I could see his hands trembling as he held the lighter. Suddenly I realised he was getting some sort of kick out of watching me smoke .I had read somewhere that it’s a fetish for some guys to watch females smoking and I began to think Marc was like that. Again I found him staring at my mouth as I smoked the cigarette. Whenever I have smoked and gone back to the office I always put fresh lipstick on and had started to notice that Marc was always watching me do that too.One day (by the way the.