." Where..." I am not sure..." La Sorelli's dressing room..." Hurry!" Come on, Erik!" Erik, let us go!" Now, Erik!" Please?"Then Erik felt one large, ...trong hand grip his upper arm and a small, delicate hand push at the center of his back. Between the two hands, they propelled him down the corridor towards the backstage dressing rooms of the opera house's prima performers. Quickly, they passed the dressing rooms until at last they came to a dimly lit passageway where only a single gas light. Tell me about that.” I slowly rubbed my cock through the front of my jeans…she saw the movement and watched my hand. Finally she looked me in the eyes. “He grabbed my ass, groped my boobs.” “Anything else? Did you touch him?” She thought for a moment – I’m sure she didn’t want to tell me too much for fear of pissing me off. She gets points though, for being honest. “Not really except that I could feel his hardon in his jeans and I pressed against it.” Her expression now was a mixture of. He smiled at me and I kept riding Victor’s dick.The new guy fingered my ass hard; he licked it and he finally stroked his black cock hard, getting it ready to fuck me in the ass.I braced myself and this black man started to invade my very tiny rosebud with his thick dark cockhead. It hurt a bit at first; but seconds later, I was begging both my hubby and the black guy, to fuck me hard and deep while I kept sucking the girl’s nipples.We both again had some shuddering orgasms. The girl slid. Even though Bruce had sexed me for almost forty minutes my butt hole had closed back to nearly it's original size. I tried to crawl away from Charlie's impaling cock shaft, Daniel and Bruce, each, placed a foot on my shoulders and held them to the floor. Charlie readjusted my butt and with a savage lunge sunk his big cock head and a third of his huge cock shaft into my up turned butt hole. I screamed out as best as I could in pain from the savage entrance into my already tender ruptured butt.