J. murmurs lasciviously, starting to work his mouth down the MILF’s neck. Liz squirms with pleasure and lets out a delighted little squeal. “If ya...see the van a’rockin’…don’t come a’knockin’!” she giggles. “Yeah, c’mon, babe…let’s rock the van!” the stud murmurs, feeling up the MILF’s bountiful titties and exchanging another searing kiss with her. “That would be SO naughty!” Liz exclaims; it’s not that she doesn’t want to, it’s just that she has a more practical concern in mind. “What if we get. What they don’t know can’t hurt them.”When we got back to the club, it was time to get ready for the evening’s performance. We did another sound check, had dinner, and then got showered and dressed. Before it started, I met my cousins and their friends at the club entrance; they were looking forward to seeing us play. I told them I would catch up after the gig; and I could get the others to sign any records or posters if they wanted.The show went well; again, we had a full house. Probably being. He reached forward, putting his big hands on top of hers, and pinned her hands firmly on the high shelf. Josh's lips brushed her ear and his burning breath washed across her flushed cheek, which seemed to be red-hot. "Don't move. I've wanted to touch you ... feel you ever since the first time we met."The only thing she was able to do was let out long, desperate gasps. Her regret was twofold. Jane knew if she didn't stop things immediately, she would live to regret it. She also knew it was wrong. The man in black kept sucking as his hands moved lower between Brooklyns legs. Moistening his fingers with the juices from her pussy, he began to softly rub the space between her pussy and her tight, pink asshole. Brooklyn had never felt anything like this before. It was like three men sucking and licking her at the same time. She rocked back and forth, with the man in black keeping in perfect time. He sucked and massaged. Licking and sucking between the two holes, then placing the very tip of.