I’ve always loved the words to that song, and the way you sing it, makes it even more special.”I didn’t have any idea Mr. Aycock was going to ha...e me rehearsing so many of the songs I usually do on my shows.“You’ll not get off this stage tonight with just two or three songs, Jerry. Be prepared to spend the night onstage...”This auditorium was built to amplify the sounds of musical instruments and make them come alive, and I could tell the difference on my very first song.Though I knew there was. And that only made me hotter so I just started to lick and suck her clit while she moaned and squirmed when she finally said please stick your cock in me. She was so hot and whispered in my ear that she wanted me to fuck her everyway I knew so after missionary I turned her over and fucked her doggy for a while and then put her over the arm of the sofa in her room and fucked her that way for what seemed like forever as she just kept saying don't stop. And the tits on this woman were just so. Sitting down, Miranda's hand went instantly to my leg, her voice dripping with seduction, "So tell Miranda, what do you like about me?"Her hand ever-so-slowly moving up my leg was a major distraction as I stammered, "Um-I-I-I grew up obsessed with your legs. I have a nylon fetish and you were one of the only women on the planet that always wore them." Ah-um," my Mom pointed out.I smiled, "Well, other than my Mom, who is probably to blame for my fetish." Do you want to touch my nylons?" Miranda. He slapped her ass with his meaty member before stroking it between her legs dipping it into her juices. Kastor grabbed her thigh, that was still draped over the sofa and poked the mushroom head of his member into her sopping wet entrance, pausing there for only a moment before pushing forward. It had been a while, several months, since she last had sex and Kastor moving inside her was a welcome change to all that. She gritted her teeth as she began to spread her legs wider to accommodate him.