.. you are putting on WICKED here?”Most of the crowd turned to hear my answer. I walked up to him and said, “I have got Broadway composer Stephen ...chwartz coming to hear a collection of music we are putting together. If we pass his muster, we put on WICKED in eighteen months. If you can be a good boy, I may invite you to the private audition.”He loudly laughed at my retort as the rest of the place broke into many conversations. He and I high-fived, then I sat down with my girl. I told her about. I undressed as I ran. I jumped on the bed and laid there as my husband entered the room holding my cum stained panties. He put the panties to his mauth and tasted the cum and then he took off his clothes and jumped on the bed. He mounted me and started to fuck me good and hard. He stopped and moved down to lick the man's cum from my pussy. Then he mounted me again and fucked me very hard then filled my happy cunt with his hot cum. My husband loves it when I cum home with my pussy full of a. . I hope to convince them that I'm a disillusioned, grieving widow with a lot of money and I'm interested in finding a refuge from the world at least until I get over my husband's death." She chuckled. "The young man standing with Roxy was very interested, especially when I mentioned the money, and told me that an elder, Brother Samuel by name, would be happy to meet with me, so I set up an appointment. I'm going to meet him at the coffee shop across from City Hall at 10 in a couple of days.". Damon was blowing up Jordan’s phone, but she was busy blowing someone else up. The private VIP area was protected by two very large men, and since Lawrence owned the place; it was very private indeed. I watched in awe, as Jordan gripped his dick and began to swallow the coke-can shaped cock. She barely made it past the head of that monster before gagging. The other girl that was there got up and walked away in disgust or maybe it was jealousy. The guy that was talking to her pulled out his cock.