I start to fondle my own breasts, he pumps himself faster. He starts to grown and grabs me by the back of my head and hair (but not too rough) and te...ls me to open my mouth. I close my eyes and open my mouth and feel hot, wet, cum go in my mouth, over my cheek and on my lips. He lets go of my hair and I open my eyes and gargle the cum in my mouth and swallow. “Damn Babe, I like that. You a little crazy. I like that. Didn’t know you were like this,” he tells me. I lick my lips and taste. Neither let the person not within their group suspect the fact that they knew each other. Peter was shown his dressing room and he told them he would begin to study his lines.It was a tiny lie. He had helped Michael practice for the role. He knew most of the play already. What he needed to do was make contact with the others here. So he was in the hallway when Barbara burst from her dressing room door crying. She barreled right into him. Startled and falling, Peter reached over, missed. In meantime I manager to unzip her bra but we didn’t dress down just yet. I moved my hand from her back to front and started playing with her breasts still under shirt and bra but now I could slip my hand under it. When I started to play with her boobs and pussy at the same time it became to be hard for her still kiss as her breath started to get faster and heavier. I played with her like this few minutes and then I took off her clothes off. Now I focused on her bottom area licking her pussy. It took a while before the need to cum forced me to get off the cot and roam the halls searching out more cock. The exhibition with the bears raised my profile and soon the number of suitors that followed me had my mind swimming with an idea. In the club there was an open area that showed videos, it was a dimly lit but rather comfortable place with futons and overstuffed chairs. I made my way to that area and claimed a futon, which I unfolded from couch to bed. I got down on all fours and made.