He got out a shot glass and filled it with whiskey, then put a mug of beer in front of Tamara who was sitting down on the couch.Tamara gulped down her... beer, “I like beer,” she said.“You and Kesha,” Wes said smiling at Tamara.“Oh fuck,” Tamara said, “yeah Kesha right.”Tamara said, “How about another shot?”“Sure,” Wes said.Wes filled Tamara's shot glass again.He heard Tamara humming something, he said, “You have a favorite song?”“Corrine Bailey Rae Girl Put Your Records On, what about you?”Wes. He had removed his hand from her cunt long enough to blow her mind when he licked her juices off his fingertips and retuned the delicious smile. He had never done such a blatant exhibition in the bedroom, so to do it in the club was arousing for her to watch. “You’re being a bad boy” she said. “You want to be a dirty girl?” he asked. She reached over and squeezed his semi-erect manhood and felt it stiffen further. “I am a dirty little girl.” She smiled seductively.The song ended and the guys. "Let go of her!" yelled Francine. "She's just a girl!"Her hands went to the hair of one of the men and she pulled viciously. His yell caused the other man to pull back from Kendi's chest and Francine pushed them both away. In truth, it was only her habit that got them to move, but once they did, the current of moving bodies swept one of them away away as Francine grabbed Kendi and pulled her into an embrace.Francine looked at Brady, whose jaw had dropped as he saw his former lover raging like a. .As I watched the movie, I heard the door of the next booth open and close. I quickly pulled my pants back up and without thinking I leaned over and peeked through the hole. The guy was standing in front of the TV screen, dropped in some tokens. Then to my surprise he pulled out his cock and started stroking it. I was totally mesmerized by the whole thing. I, as usual, couldn't take my eyes off his cock. I tried but couldn't see his face, but I guess he saw me peering through the hole, because.