So Ingrid knows my name, I thought. That’s a surprise. A nice surprise. I was able to replace the wheelset of my skates in time, and the show went o...f smoothly. After the show, I was changing out of my costume when Ingrid came into the dressing room. She was still wearing her costume, which included a very sexy short skirt. ‘There you are, Steve,’ she said. ‘I wanted to thank you again for what you did. You really saved me.’ ‘Don’t forget the part where I saved the show,’ I said, smiling. ‘It. I asked her where the spare was, and she opened the back gate on the van, I took the tire out and began to change it. She got out of the van and came to the back to talk to me while I was changing the tire and she told me she had just dropped her k**s off at soccer and was glad it didn't happen with them in the car, and made some idle chit chat about being married and her k**s as I changed the tire. I got the spare put on for her, and she thanked me and tried to pay me for my time, and I told. What’s this with women and fat? She was miserable—but...“Ahhh,” I breathed as intense sensations overwhelmed me. I was in a place without words, without images. After a while, I returned to the world of the living with something wet wiping my butt hole. I didn’t need to open my eyes to figure out who was licking my asshole.“Thank you, Solance,” I gasped. It was Solance’s specialty and nobody did it better.“You broke it,” Manny complained, touching my limp penis. “You haven’t lost your touch,. I paused to look at her, my lips glazed with her juices and she licked her lips. I edged around counter clockwise, lapping and kissing between her legs and around her sexy pubic mound. Her hand grasped at my leg as I was turning, pulling my bottom half towards her, until I had completely straddled her chest. I could feel her shuffling beneath me, as I attacked her pussy from the opposite direction. Suddenly I was indulging on Elizabeth’s sweet pudenda and having my own pussy licked at the same.