The pain mounted all the more and Joe knew that he would have to find a restroom soon to reduce the pain if he was ever going to make it back to his r...om.Entering the theatre, he found the nearest restroom and ran to the stall. As he pulled down the panties, he noticed they were not as tight as before. His erection had deminished, but the pain had not. Sitting down on the toilet, he began a complete examination of himself. Everything seemed fine except...oh my God! His penis was itself bright. Besides, bestiality was frowned on in urban areas and Michelle deeply appreciated the privacy of the mountain cabin, where there was no one around to hear the loud, howling fucks she so greatly cherished.She had no idea that Dick was well aware of her naughty inclinations, knowing full well that his wife was a dog-fucker--and not minding, at all. If anything, he approved. But Michelle believed that she had always been most discreet, and that no one would ever know about it.One thing was. The first song was one of my grandmother’s favourites and was a Billy Joel classic from the nineteen-seventies, entitled; Just The Way You Are.I watched, entranced as he finished the song, before once again glancing at my piece of paper. With a laugh, he then announced that he had received another request from the same person. He further went on to say that he didn’t have a backing track for my second request but would give it a go on the keyboards, hoping like hell that he still remembered all. And horny. Their husbands still worked in the city and often had to stay overnight entertaining a client or doing a rush job on some project or other. This frustrated both women. They did not like to sleep alone and they both liked to get fucked at least once a day.Claire said, "I almost got laid yesterday."Molly looked interested. "Really?" she said.Claire shrugged. She said, "I've never actually been unfaithful to Harry. I never felt the need to, when he was home every night. But out here in.