"Oh."I found the maitre d'hotel, and showed him our tickets.He looked impressed at me and my companions. "One of the best tables." He paused, looking ...t me and my three companions. "You are one lucky man. Front row, center!"We were led to a seat that was indeed exactly front row, center. For a place as popular as it seemed outside, the seating was rather sparse. Although we were at the front, we were still about twenty feet from the stage. There was plenty of space between the tables. I had. I hummed in appreciation and with pleasure. The good doctor rewarded me with a flood of her juices, clamping her thighs tightly together. I eased my tongue inside her and availed myself of the sweetness that only an aroused or satisfied woman can render. I lapped away, dipping my tongue in and slurping loudly. She lifted her lab coat, looked down at me and said, “My, you really seem to enjoy that. I wish my husband had your enthusiasm.” She turned her head and saw Nurse Irene grinding on my. I went downstairs in my nicest clothes ready to leave and Becca was on the couch reading a girlie mag, when she saw me she smiled and went a little red. "What?" I asked. "Having fun?" she threw back. That confirmed it, she had been listening. "Why did you walk in when I was in the shower?". She looked at me with the same dirty look as she had done in the bathroom. "I wanted to use the toilet but you were in the shower, are you mad?"How could I be mad with her, looking at her with that adorable. Snapping pic after pic after pic as the lovely calves ran by me for the second time. Happy with myself I smiled like a cat that had just caught a canary. I turned around where there was some shade from my own head to view the pics I had just taken on my barely new digital camera.As I viewed the pics I could feel my mouth starting to drool and my limp member begin to stir. Suddenly I heard the sound of jogging feet in the near distance. I whirled back around and the young woman stopped by a.