His hands never lost contact with my wife, even as he slid the panties down over her stocking covered legs to her ankles, letting them settle on the f...oor, and then guiding my wife as she stepped out of them. Sheryl was still bent over the table and from that position the only people that could see her bare pussy were me, the two women by me, the man behind her, and presumably everyone backstage, but even from where I was I could see how wet and aroused my wife was. Her pussy lips were. "Look honey I know I've said that I wish I had been old enough to seethe Beatles live, but that's too much to ask of Mr. Lennon. Oh my goshit's it's John Lennon." said Mike beginning to babble. "I know that already, thanks. But getting the Beatles back together, howcan you reheat a souffl??" said John. "Still your leftovers would be better than most of today's freshsounds. Just one thing don't let them record Free As A Bird." said Vanessanot even realizing why she'd even said it. . My head falls back. he lifts me up, and places my body onto the conference table, lifting my hips, he floats my panties down my legs, and tosses them to the side of the room. his mouth leaves my breasts, and in protest i mumble, he runs a line of kisses down my belly and to my inner thigh, then flicks his hot wet tounge over my clit, running it slowly on the inside of my lips, then circling it around the very hard nub. my hands seek out his head, pushing him closer, as he pushes me. " Joey replied.The compliments thrilled Sabrina and she twisted her ass wickedly, listening to them giggling with pleasure."Does your mom always do what you tell her?" Joey asked."Always." Brian replied.One of the boys was dragging a finger up and down the crack of her ass, the sensation like a feather against her sensitive flesh. When the finger probed into the crack of Sabrina's ass, she cooed with warm pleasure."Does she suck cock?"Before her son had a chance to reply, Sabrina surprised.