"I'm glad we're alone, Frank," she said. "I need somebody to talk to. Things aren't going very well between Don and me. We hardly ever make love any m...re."Frank reddened again. No doubt he had a vivid image in his mind of the day's events, Don fucking Shelly and then getting sucked off by her."I'm sorry to hear that, Vicky," he said. "But you have to realize that the longer you're married, the less exciting sex is. Face it. Don's probably feeling restless." Yeah, me, too," Vicky sighed. "I know. They were so false and cold those chicks and my preference tended toward the more voluptuous type, you know, real women.Never mind, the day would soon be over and I could catch up on a bit of lost sleep. I arrived at the plush hotel where the show was on and mingled with the beautiful people, as a good buyer should. Feeling slightly better by this time I knocked back a couple before the show figuring it sure couldn’t hurt, and that in turn made me feel better again.The seats were comfortable. I groaned happily as Mrs Jones head moved up and down my shaft coating my shaft in her saliva and happily sucking every bit of me until she was gagging on my cock trying to feed it down her throat.Then she pulled it out and with look of excited lust on her face, before she then gave my balls a good licking, after a minute she turned around and looked at Julia who had stopped weeping and was now just sat watching us intensely."Come on girl, get down here and have a taste of a real man's cock!". Then, to the cameraman, he said, ?I want a close up of her head for this whole scene.? Tucker did as he was told, rubbing his cock against her cheek. She turned away in disgust, but couldn’t avoid the contact. He ran it over her forehead, down her nose, over her exposed teeth, then under her chin. A tiny driblet of pre-cum appeared just under her eye and quickly dried. ?Okay,? said Bosch. ?Stick it in.? With that, Tucker grabbed the back of the girl’s head with both hands.