" Safe but a little weird," he said, though he did take the robe off and d**** it over the banister. "What's the point of spending the entire evening ...aked anyway?" All the stupid stuff at work has me remembering, body shame, getting hung up about sex, and worse," she said as she hooked her arm through his and guided him into the living room. "Reminds me of college and what a kick I got out of posing nude for the art students. That was such a nice change for me, I felt so beautiful for the. What. You have it and I dont have it or can't have it,and I let go,I reached for his cock andheld it tight. Oh,Oh he let out,don't squeeze me stop. Why? Fuck it he squeeled out I'm about to cum,oh really I said. I let go and when he got off me and up I quickly grabbed his cock and I flew down on his cock and in my mouth just a quick suck and he let out yelling noise,and his sperm had my mouth full as I sallowed it. When I took him out of my mouth knowing I was sexually in control. Their you. There would be plenty of available pussy at the band’s famous end-of-tour party for the whole road crew and any other friends. The band members would take their pick of any girls they wanted to keep for themselves, any that they particularly liked or even felt attached to, and often the people who had worked on the tour, like stage hands, roadies, sound engineers, lighting technicians and stage managers for instance, would each get given one of the leftover women to keep as a souvenir of the. I wanted to make a good impression, look professional and sexy but not too sexy. I decided on a burgundy skirt and jacket. The skirt was shortish, but still conservative enough. I had great legs anyway.Peter would have wanted me to wear my black suspender belt with stockings, but instead I decided on a pair of almost black stay-up stockings. They had a thick lace section at the top and I loved how smooth the nylon felt on my legs. The dark coloured stockings worked really well with the burgundy.