”“How do you do that?”“Well, it’s a simple process but it takes a little getting used to. Let me see what I’ve got here.” He turned and ...pened a gun safe behind the counter. I was sure he knew exactly what he had. Kurt was like that. He laid a gun almost identical to the reproduction on the felt cloth. “This is a restoration. A few years ago—well, back in the 70s—they tore out the interior of the last brothel in Laramie. That’s where Lovejoy’s is now. It’s on the historic register and I was on. The only thing I had in my butt before were some of my wife's "small" toys so I thought maybe I was ready for this. He laid on his back on the couch and I climbed on top of him straddling his giant cock. I sat down on it, lowering myself slowly, the pain was immense but he didn't move for my sake. I could only get half his cock in and began to slowly rock though the pain was more than the pleasure. After a few minutes I had to quit and I apologized for not being able to handle it longer. . I don't remember you." Christinareached out and touched the young girl's cheek. "Can you come to mydressing room in a few minutes? I've got something I need help with."Christina left before the girl could answer.Christina found a security guard on her way to her room. "Hey! I wantyou to find out who's in town for this concert. I know Britney andMandy are here, but is there anyone else?" Christina walked awaybefore the guard could answer."God I love being a star." Christina said as she stepped. It was so much I thought at first she was pissing on me, but then realized it was just a huge squirt. She moaning out, pushing my wife's face away from her asshole and collapsing onto me."Thank you Daddy. That was amazing. I'm so glad you got to be my first." With that she laid her head on my chest and sighed, my softening cock still in her tiny cum filled pussy. My wife laid next to us, smiling at me and nuzzling my neck. "I wasn't sure you'd be up to this, but I'm glad that you were. .