Jenny was sitting next to me on the couch while Tom was sitting opposite us on a chair. I laid my hand on her thigh, This broke the ice, Jenny, laid h...r hand on my thigh, but let it wander until she was feeling, my semi hard cock through my pants. My hand started feeling her up as well, and in no time we had our hands all over each other.Tom got out his camera and started filming us, Jenny went to the bathroom and when she returned, she wore nothing but a smile, I followed suite and in no time. I could already hear him softly snoring."How are you doing?" Dad asked me while I sat down on the bed. He leanedagainst the dresser."I'm okay," I said. "Exhausted again, but okay."He chuckled slightly before he spoke. "I think you are always going to beexhausted after a show," he said. "You try to give the fans everything youhave, and that is going to make you feel drained. But that is also one ofyour biggest strengths. I'll let you sleep in tomorrow, but we'll need toreplace your guitar in the. Her pace picked up and digging her nails into his nipples she told him to push his tongue and nose harder and deeper. He could feel her legs tighten around his head as she yelled, "I am going to cum on your sissy face you bitch, lick me, suck me!" She pushed hard one more time and then it seemed as if a dam had broken as her warm juices flowed from between her legs and onto his face. Her orgasm subsided and she continued to keep her pussy tight against his face and his nose buried in the crack. "I'm Mistress." She said again casually. "But I guess you can call me Missy." She smirked at my reaction which made butterflies in my stomach. "Is that you're real name?" I asked. "No, but it's what everyone calls me so I'm happy to own it." I decided to just go with it and continued the conversation. "So what brings you here?" I asked curiously. "I came to see a friend of mine who works here." She said taking another puff from her cigarette. "Oh really, who's your friend, I might know her." I.