She told me it didn’t matter really as long as my shoulders were uncovered. She d****d one of her towels over the back of one of our room chairs and...slid it over towards the edge of the room so it was in front of a long mirror on the wall explaining it was useful to see what my alignment and symmetry were like. All the shuffling around was too much for Ted and he announced he was off the the pool bar for a couple of beers and as he left Lisa told him we would need at least an hour.So Lisa had. She knew Santa liked girls in really short skirts and she had a black skirt with the hem well above her stocking tops. A light pink top with Princess printed on it was tight enough to show off her tits. Black heels finished the outfit. When doing her make-up she chose a bright red lipstick to highlight the fact that she was a cocksucker. She drove into town. She’d spend some time with Santa and then go and visit an old man who she had promised sex. This wasn’t a work visit but a man she liked a. I was wearing a light pink color pantie. He liked the colour of my pantie. Soon, his focus was on my legs and thighs as I had a little extra fat on my thighs which jiggles when I moved.The show manager started smacking on my thighs and then with his tongue, he licked my thighs. He kept his hands over my pantie and was gently pressing over my cunt.Suddenly, he pulled my legs and made me lay down on the backseat and started licking over my pantie. He made my pantie all wet with his saliva and. My chest felt tight. God, I think my whole bodyfelt tight. We sat in silence for a while, still holding hands. Icouldn't think of anything to say. Hell, there WAS nothing to say...--There's not much more to tell. You know that I moved to New York City,right? I gigged around for a time, sometimes solo, sometimes with apick-up band that would come together for a night, or a weekend, or aweek. Then Janey tracked me down and we moved in together in a loft in Soho.We played together occasionally,.