When I returned, they were still slow dancing close to each other. I watched my sexy wife dancing seductively with this older gentleman. I knew it mad... his night. When the song ended, she sat down next to me and he excused himself to the restroom. He hurried off in a weird way. My wife then leaned over and whispered in my ear that she could feel his hard cock rubbing against her while they danced. It made sense why he ran off to the bathroom so fast, he was hiding his hard on. I asked her if. Which is essential for a band to work. Anyways, as we got intoxicated and high I started have sensual contact with Jackie. I didn't know much about her other than she was a sexy milf. I knew she was a stripper and had huge music plans. That was about it. As we were talking I sat in the back seat of the car and played a song. Jackie really liked it. After the song I rested my hand on the seat where Jackie was sitting. Hoping for more attention from her. She slid her hand to mine and started. “Oh, fuck, Steve. I’m going to cum.” She pulled my dick to her tongue and began stroking down with a tight grip. “God, you are a river of precum. Fuck my mouth, Steve. Let’s cum together.” My legs were quivering now, too, and I could feel the pressure building in my groin. I began stroking deep and fast into her mouth, not bottoming, but entering her throat on each thrust. Reaching around with my other hand, the middle and ring fingers joined their counterparts in her vagina and anus. . “I’ve been dying for good drink for ages. All I have left at home is water and a can of very flat ale. Oh yeah, that’s what hits the spot. So what are we celebrating?” “We’re not.” Kevin poured himself yet another glass and drunk it down straight. “Shit what’s the matter?” Terri reached out and rested a soft gentle hand on his looking deep in his eyes she recognized the sign of a broken heart. “What happened? Is it about Melinda?” Kevin looked up and gazed in his sisters lovely brown eyes..