The excitement of her eyes spoke volumes about her willingness to suck that cock the best she could, as I caressed her cheek with my thumb and withdre... the tip of my cock from her windpipe. She took a deep breath and then gently sucked on the head of my cock, making those wet sounds of giving good head and then swirled her tongue around and around the helmet and slurped on the tip with her soft, sweet lips. I felt her tongue swirl gently around me as her eyes sought praise and her lips caressed. I don't mean lightly either my lady. So you better be good my lady, if you know what's good for you,” John replied. Now that was funny. I couldn't help but laugh a bit. “I'm sorry sweetie. That was erotic, but a little funny,” I said. Then he just kissed me again and got as close to me as he possibly could. My boobs were very squished to say the least. Then we were both holding onto each other very tightly as he had his cock inside me as deep as it could go. Every inch of his cock was inside. It had been a tiring run, but the final performance went as well as the first; my first professional venture as a lead in a major house had been a spectacular success. We had Tuesday off, but rehearsals for Tosca began Wed­nesday and, with only two days before our first performance Friday, the press was definitely on.Minaghieri and Oliver had both arrived Tuesday. I renewed my rather brief acquaintance with the conductor as he was checking into the hotel; he shook my hand enthusiastically and. It spoke volumes about their relationship; they truly loved each other and were willing to share this love with others. Fran slouched down on the couch and was lying so her pussy was at the edge of the cushions. She looked at me and said, "go to it boy, and take your time". No problem ma’am I thought. I got closer to the task at hand and wanted to take in the smells. You could tell Fran had came earlier that day there was a slight musk odor. Not offensive at all but your could tell her pussy.