Like I could forget? I let out a soft whimper, he chuckles. My legs are spread wider than my wrists, allowing him access to my sex. He steps between m... legs, stroking my inner thighs. He kisses his way lightly towards my pussy. He is so gentle, and soft. Finally I can feel him lick me long and slow; I thrust my hips towards him, to meet his mouth. He growls and it rumbles my nerve endings, making my sex clench in anticipation. He slowly presses a finger inside me while his tongue does small. With just a a bit of stirring, I discovered that my assailants had finally untied me. At least that part was good---I could get up and piss. As I made my way to the bathroom, I felt my ass—seamed wet. Sure nuff, remnants of fresh wet cum sticking to the hairs in my crack, and---b l o o d. Those fuckers made me b l e e d ! Leaning against the wall I cut loose the strong stream of my hot jock piss. Then grabbing a wash cloth from the shower, gently wiped the cum and b l o o d from my crack. I. “Oh, you think so, do you?” Arlene admonished playfully. “You’re getting a little too naughty. I’ll have to fix that. I can’t spend the entire second act with a stagehand attached to my backside.” Her second exit that night started out exactly the same way, when she fell into my grip she felt different, and with my head under her dress as usual, I also detected a new aroma. I’d already learned to hold my breath before she dropped, so I could inhale more deeply the sweet scent of her sizzling. As the water poured onto them, Kelly's underwear was removed, and Annie started to finger her - there were at least two in there when I last looked. The water poured onto them, and they found the soap to clean them. I stopped watching them, and joined them in the shower. I pulled Kelly's T-shirt off, and threw it aside, soaking wet.They were no longer intereted in soap, but my dick again.The water continued to pour down, and the windows steamed up as Kelly knelt on the floor to suck me off. I.