Look, try it like this: Walk in, but as you do think swagger. You need to own that stage the moment you appear, draw every eye to you just by your man...er."I got her point. I was used to coming on as a comprimario, a second banana. But Scarpia wasn't a comprimario, he was a star—both in the opera itself and in his fictitious life. I nodded to her, went back out, and we did the whole thing again. This time I didn't just walk in, I strode in as she hammered out my signature music on the piano and. "What problem?" The one that stopped me making love to you." Oh! Good solution?" I hope so." Tell me." I've realised what it was that frightened me. Serena helped me." What did frighten you?" Your size. I was frightened that I wouldn't be able to take you in me and would disappoint you and spoil it all for you." Oh, my little darling." He kissed her forehead gently. "So what made you change your mind?" Serena lent me an enormous carrot." She was now bright red with embarrassment. "And I got it. My voice was gone to a whisper and it hurt to swallow. I did though, several more times before Dave's friends. They all hammered my poor sore butthole first thing in the morning. I woke up and sucked David's cum into my throat. Then, he threw me on the floor, flipped me over and pulled my ass to doggy and said, "Give Daddy that ass, boy." I cooed, "Please David, fuck your Daddy seed into me as deep as you can." Thinking it'd be nice to warm up my poor bruised butthole on something a little. Returning a few minutes later, she looked refreshed and even a little perky."That lavatory is nice. Much better than the ones in coach." I know. Were you able to sleep at all?" I think for a few hours. These flights are always tough, no matter which class a person is in." The breakfast is nice, just take it easy on the alcohol. It will give you a headache." Maybe one mimosa." Perfect. I'll join you."Their breakfast was wonderful ... perfect in fact. After more than 14 hours with only a shared.