He was watching her, beer in hand and too long limbs spread out. God, he looked better than she remembered. It had to be a coincidence. Despite the w...y he was looking at her now, he couldn’t possibly remember that he had seen her before. She blinked, looked away and found her regular glass of wine in front of her. Joey, the bartender leaned over the bar and said in her ear, ‘He’s been here since 11 and has been watching you ever since.’ He grinned. Joey had become like a distant, rather odd. He broke off quickly and got out of the pool to stand on the edge next to the lady. He grabbed her head and pulled it to his crotch with its massive bush. I don't know if that was making it seem so, but he didn't seem to have the largest dick. The woman easily swallowed the shaft and he held her head to him. He let out some grunts and I could hear slurping and swallowing sounds from her.I had taken up the empty cunt with my fingers as the old man shot his load down her throat. It was sopping. "They're still looking for that Air Force Sargeant that helped you guys escape." Let's not talk about her right now," he replied. Michael and Julie both fell back onto the bed which was behind them as he returned the kiss. "You don't know how much I've missed you," he said, gently caressing her chest."Not as much as I've missed you," she moaned out, as he buried his head into her chest, and gently let his lips flow across her warm flesh.He was excited to see her, and more importantly to be. After the movie we dithered around downtown for a while, drinking coffee and walking around. Bradford was getting more familiar with me, touching my breast, kissing my neck, things like that. The leather coat wrapped around me, holding me in a warm embrace that was linked in my mind with another man, black leather and white lace. I shut my eyes as we moved down the sidewalk, Bradford’s hands on my skirt, the major’s hands in my mind. Bradford must have sensed the undercurrent of sex raging.