Lynne was still continuing to slide her lips up and down my cock and her hands were working away at my balls. I knew I was very close to coming. My ...ead was still buried in Susan’s chest as I felt Lynne suddenly take my cock out of her mouth and the next thing I knew she had straddled me and the tip of my cock was poised at the entrance to her pussy.“Are you ready for this Dave? Are you gonna watch Sue?” Lynne exclaimed. Sue leaned up and we both gazed down to where Lynne was straddling my. I have to admit however, that she certainly turned me on. That Tuesday night I finally decided to wander down to the park to see what was going on. The whole place was buzzing when I got there but I found an old buddy of mine and sat with him as he filled me in on what was happening. I looked at the teams playing and immediately spotted Joan playing shortstop in the field. That uniform was stuck to her and she looked fabulous. No wonder the stands were packed. Suddenly the batter hit a hot. But once the notes of Scheherazade's theme soared from her instrument her nakedness became again a source of delight. Even more; it was no 'shame'; it was an asset, a weapon. With this, she could conquer any Sultan, any Emperor, any Tyrant. Daringly she approached 'His Maleship', her exposure clothed with the most seductive, sensuous music. She lifted the violin before his hungry eyes, tempting him with her breasts, only to twirl and gyrate, all the time seducing him with her melody.She turned. I stared as she slipped her hand inside and took her nipple between her thumb and finger. She teased it suggestively and I became hard almost immediately. “There’s a good boy. I knew you could do it.” For the next minute she stroked me vigourously, bringing me quickly to the boil, only to stop as suddenly as she started. She then tidied herself up and left to do her rounds. Throughout the night she returned at regular intervals and each time she revealed more of her desirable body. It was a.