Everyone was either dancing or sampling the snacks laid out around the room, small tasty treats easily eaten without juggling glasses and plates. I ha...e to say that I was now extremely horny. It had been a while since I’d had a good fuck and dancing with those pearls rubbing against my lips had made me wet and eager to cum. I reached for the last of my favourite snacks, small filo parcels with a tangy Feta filling, but as my hand reached out so did another, long slender fingers tipped in a. They homeschooled him, forbade him from using the internet, and only allowed him to hang out with other children that they knew well and trusted. As a result of his upbringing, Nicholas was very well-read, intelligent, and thoughtful, but was as sheltered as they come. Now that Nicholas was 18 years old, the desire to break away from his parents’ grasp grew stronger each day.His parents bought him a telescope and a binoculars because he convinced them he would chart the stars and watch for. I look up to see a cat, as tattered and dusty as the books, staring down at us from the very top shelf. I giggle and try to shoo it away. That cat doesn’t move.“Well, I hope you're okay with two pussies in the room.”“Mhmmm,” is the only response I get. Josh’s head is leaned back against the wall, his eyes closed. I’ve been slowly tracing circles around the smooth tip of his cock with my thumb and he is quickly getting past the point of caring who is in here with us.I inhale deeply, the musty. ’ ‘I totally understand.’ I said. I had no idea why I wanted it back. I already had all of Miss Wakefield’s information on my laptop. I brought the ticket back to the doorman and handed it to him. He smiled when he saw the scribble. ‘Welcome Ben, let me get somebody to show you to your table.’ He opened the door allowing me through and nodded to another suit who promptly led me to a table near the stage. ‘Enjoy the show.’ He said smiling and beckoned over a waitress. I craned my neck looking.