“Ok. It seems like the two big ones are two of my favorites. Hang on and let me see if these old guys remember it.” I turned around and the band c...llectively flipped me the bird, just like in the old days.“I guess that means I am an idiot and of course they remember the songs. So first we would like to do the Fenton Robertson/Boz Scaggs classic “Somebody Loan Me A Dime”. Boys, let it fly.”We did the slow R&B classic and all of the guys got to air out their skill and there were tears in some. I loved to see her enjoying herself. And to say that she was enjoying herself was an understatement tonight.We were in the centre of our bedroom, covered equally on all six feeds, with her back to me Angela whispered, ‘Honey undress me.’ Her posture very similar to her posture in the parking area while being watched by a bunch of youngsters.She wanted to be seen by Barry as I undressed her in our bedroom! She was so turned on that currently, no red lines would have deterred her from titillating. It always made me feel like such aslut. But no matter how many times I had played, I had never hadanything up my ass that even compared with Leroy's giant cock. I beganto shake as I thought of him spearing my tiny hole with his massive rod. He would split me in two. "Please Master Leroy," I cried."Please just let me suck you. I'll," he cut me off."Shut the fuck up, bitch." I've had your mouth. Now I'm gonna fuck that tight little ass-pussy ofyours!"With my hands resting on Mistress' knees,. He was often so sexual when he was manic that I didn't mind, and I could always tell when he lost interest in others, because that was when he lost it in me. THAT I minded more than his straying. I wasn't always happy about that sexual roller-coaster ride that he put me on, but the ups were so good that I simply tolerated the downturns. I just didn't confront him, because I didn't want to risk losing someone who could fuck me so good that my head would spin. Being with him was addictive, plus.