A small voice in the back of her head starts, "but... but... but...." But there are no buts. None of the reasons she seemed to have only moments ago f...r turning down Brandon's offer come to mind now. She has absolutely no reason not to dance again. The moment she realizes that, she smiles and with her mind on the stage, she fingers herself to an orgasm almost as good as the one she had last week. Almost... --- "I'm so glad you decided to join us again." Brandon and Rebeca are in the dressing. ”Arthur removed his checkbook from his inside jacket pocket. He wrote out a check and handed it to the pastor. “This is most generous,” the pastor said.“You and your church were a comfort to Constance in a difficult time. Please accept our contribution in appreciation of that, as well as for services rendered.”“Thank you. There is one more duty to perform. I’ll sign the marriage licenses and take care of the necessary filings.”Adam embraced Kara and they kissed again. “My head is swimming,” she. "The men don't want to work. I told Sergeant Tate to take care of it. It's his fault that we are behind. Lady Yolanda even agreed when she was here two weeks ago." The man would sell his own mother to save his skin."Yolanda," she stated in icy tones. That name was obviously known to Megan. "What does she have to do with this?"Grant, seeing a way out of the pit that was about to engulf him, threw Lady Yolanda under the proverbial bus. The calculating opportunistic twit was about to say something. He took his hand off my balls and reached down to undo his zipper and open his pants. He pushed his pants down and stepped out of them leaving him standing with just a jock strap on and his shirt. Then he pulled off his shirt and stood only in his jock with the head of his now leaking cock sticking over the waist band. It really looked hot! It wasn't wrinkly at all. It was shiny, hard and purple just like mine and it was big and thick, too. He started rubbing his cock through the jock as he.