It was all a blur, she was singing then it looked like she was meant to be simulating sex with me. My back was facing the crowd. They couldn't see tha... it was real. She was riding me, bucking up and down. Moaning into the headset microphone she was wearing. She was riding up slowly, then quickly down ramming me into her. The crowd was going nuts for this. She wrapped her hands around my neck and leaned back, circling her hips and fucking me for all it was worth. Then she came forward again. The. He placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her vagina and pushed gently.At first there was no penetration, it was just too big, but slowly her vulva began to give way and he started to slide into her. There was no pain, just the feeling that someone was trying to ram a tree up into her and it drove her wild. She put her head back, closed her eyes and enjoyed every second of this new experience.She felt the head penetrate her and she pushed against the shaft, wanting him inside her all. ..“OOoohhh, it’s already hard...” She marvels, her mouth hanging open in wonder ... Then she leans toward his head again and kisses his jowls again, this time letting her tongue run along, and slightly under them ... Which causes him to lick his lips, catching her open mouth and tongue in the process ... She licks him again to get him to lick back ... And pretty soon there’s an exchange of licks going on – her kissing him, him somewhat frustratedly trying to lick her away...And all the time. Now I had a memory for that song forever. We had driven over 2 hours to attend the gig and it was a cold Scottish night when we left. He must have seen me shivering in the cool air and gave me his leather jacket, omg it smelled amazing of aftershave. If only I could have kept the jacket, but it was the one he loved and would never part with. He didn’t know it but back at the merchandise stand I had got him a theory of a deadman patch to add onto the back a long with Black Stone Cherry, Volbeat,.