She was flush in the prime of her youth. Her nipples immediately hardened in the chill air conditioned library. She pulled up the bottom of her dress ...o reveal that she was not wearing any panties either. She was already wet with anticipation of the upcoming show and she could feel the moisture from her pussy seeping down onto the hard wooden chair that she was sitting on. Several dozen more followers started to sign on as word spread that her show had started. She saw that several of them had. He was an inch or two smaller than me standing at about 5'10'', had short brown hair and a crazy body like me. Which wasn't a surprise considering we worked out together all the time. The hotel we were staying in had doors that connected some of the rooms together. Me and James ended up next to the Coaches room, with a door connecting between us. It was a relatively small room, only had a bathroom, mini bar, and 2 queens beds next too each other, but then again what did we need? After the coach. I texted her back, ‘I dare you to suck all their dicks’. It didn’t take long for the next pic to come in with another cock in her mouth, then a third pic with a cock in her mouth and one in each hand. Then the waiting game began with me. A game that would weigh heavily on me, wishing I was there to witness the passion my wife was going through. Oh, how I longed to see that kind of passion in her. You see, I don’t share my wife and my love because of her promiscuous nature or my own perversion,. I can’t focus. You lick my delicate skin and the whorl of my ear, and I writhe. The only reason I don’t collapse into you is because of my rigid grip on your arms. As you continue to kiss and stroke my neck, your hands tug my dress up — oh the wonders of stretchy knits and A-line skirts — you slide it up my knees. You kiss me, and I pant against your mouth, trying to tell you that I won’t be able to keep quiet — that we need to stop or I will come — that we need to stop someone will see —.