Worry wormed through my gut. Then I saw her touch the keys in a familiar caress. Her eyes closed. Dark notes started in a familiar sound. Then Amelia ...tarted singing. The hair on my neck stood up.She left a lump in my throat when she finished. I noticed her raise her glasses to wipe her eyes. The audience was deathly silent.When Amelia opened her eyes and looked up, the audience went wild, standing, clapping loudly. The ovation rolled over me. I noticed several women wiping their eyes, too.A. “I'm going to go on home. If you have any problem, though, you can call me and I'll come rescue you.”“See you,” she said, and I was standing alone with Dr. Bennett.“You're leaving?” I asked. “Why?”“I'd like to get to bed early,” I said.“So would I,” I told him. What can I call you. If he said Dr. Bennett I was going to call a cab.He smiled. “You can call me Wilbur.”“Your name is Wilbur?” He didn't look like a Wilbur. “No, but you can call me that.” “What's your real name?”“J. T,” he said.“J. T.. Malcome even caught himselfwatching Tom secretly rub himself as one girl with large tits camecloser and closer to them.I wonder how big it is, he thought to himself as he quietly licked hislips. I bet it would feel awfully good going in. Unbeknownced toMalcome too, he had been slowly drawn closer and closer to Tom, until hewas practically sitting in his seat with him. He didn't notice thatuntil they were heading out the door."Boy you sure acted strange in there," Tom said with a shrug."What. Don used his knees. His body hunched wildly, hips thrusting his release seeking member upward into Rodney’s fully cooperative cavity, seemingly in spasms beyond his control. My husband suddenly felt the hot liquid well up in his throat. He tried to move his head back, but I leaned in and held him in place with my thighs as Don continued to fuck forward, entering and leaving Rodney’s throat quickly, time after time.Don had reached the point of uncontrollable ejaculation. It was a wondrous thing.