Vic bought a copy and put it in his carry on. * The flight was long and boring. Dee and Lisa sat together. The flight attendant came by and stopped.... “Are you Dee?” she asked. “Yes! This is my friend, Lisa.” Dee said. “I saw ‘Loving It in Soho’. It was great! It was so sensual.” “We enjoyed making it, and we really enjoyed London … and Soho,” Dee said laughing. Lisa laughed, too. “What did you see while in London?” “We were so busy, we didn’t do any sightseeing until the last evening,”. For a few minutes, they stood there talking and drinking a beer before they walked out of the kitchen. About 20 minutes later, I saw Sarah pull her car out of the garage. I could only imagine that her friend was ducking down in the back seat so that he wouldn't be seen by anybody.That evening as I showered to get ready for work. I closed my eyes started to think about her body. Using the soap for lube, I began to stroke my cock imagining her with her legs spread wide and me fucking her long and. The woman slid over a foot stool, climbed up on it and took aim with the strap-on to my wife’s smaller hole. The dildo, still slick with my wife’s juices easily began to disappear into my wife’s rectum as the large man slowly stoked his cock. The ass-fuck seemed to take a very long time as my wife was now genuinely moaning her approval. Her subsequent orgasm was obvious as her cum escaped her spasming pussy. The woman withdrew, pulled off the harness and then went to the head of the table,. Even in those amateur productions back in school, when the expectations (and competition) had been so much less, I'd never shone as I had on that stage. And then there was my dinner with Camilla, and the prospect of Scarpia ahead of me and all that would do to jump my career to a whole new level. To cap it all off, when I'd left her after taking her back to her hotel room to pick up the Tosca score, she'd kissed me good night! OK, so it wasn't much of a kiss, just a friendly peck, but it was on.