Owen made his way to the bar, weaving through the crowded reception. He bangla naked video caught the bartender's eye and ordered video another glass of champagne. As he waited, he glanced back at their table, where Bethany was now chatting with a guy Owen vaguely recognized from work. She was laughing, her head thrown back, and Owen felt a twinge of irritation.

The bartender handed sex him the champagne and Owen took a deep breath, trying to shake off his unease. He wasn't possessive; he just didn't like the way this guy was looking at bangla naked video Bethany. As he turned to head back sex to their table, he collided with a woman carrying a tray of canapés. "Shit," she video muttered as hors d'oeuvres went flying.

Owen apologized and helped her gather the scattered food, feeling his irritation dissipate. By the time they finished cleaning up the mess, Bethany was standing beside him again, still chatting with that guy from work. "Hey," she said brightly as Owen handed her the champagne flute.

"Thanks," she said before turning back to that guy who began touching porn her arm while porn talking into her ear!