He unbuttoned his jeans quickly and kicked off his shoes before kneeling onto his bed and crawling up to me. He met my lips again, softer this time, a...d kissed me deeply. I placed a hand against his chest, my other running through his hair soothingly. He reached behind me to unclasp my bra, and tore it off my body. He leaned back to look at what he just uncovered, my 34C's. He groaned. "My god Maddi," was all he said before moving his mouth to one of my breasts, taking in my right nipple and. “You like?”“You’re one sexy lady Barb, in fact I’d have to say you are fucking gorgeous.” With that I unzipped my trousers, and reached in to pull my hardening cock out. “So Mrs P. you want some of this do you?”. She licked her lips, then sunk to her knees in front of me. “I want to suck it, fuck it, feel it come in my cunt, then I want you to shove it in my arse again; that felt so fucking good. Whilst you are fucking my arse, I’m going to stick this in me as well” She reached down to a bag. Play nice and you might find out." he said and he and Sweet both laughed again.Jay then walked over to the sofa where Mack and I were and looked down at us. "Mack, brother, you feeding the baby his midnight bottle?" This is my pal Jay." Mack said to me. I pulled his hard cock out of my mouth and said, "Pleased to meet you." Mack reached down and stroked my ass and I felt one of his thick fingers sink into my juicy hole."I bet you'll be even more pleased before the night is over." he said as he. Tonight’s audience had paid to see Atalanta and they did. Half the audience couldn't care less that she wasn't the lithe Rusalka of Dvorak’s opera. Whatever the men might think of the generous cleavage she was flaunting as she bowed and curtseyed she simply was not a water-nymph. And singing; those ugly scoops up to the high notes were grotesque. Vanessa could have floated up to them and then descended like thistledown.The audience wanted Atalanta because she sang loudly, and the effort made it.