" To tell you the truth, I've enjoyed it," said Gail."Me too. Now I get to enjoy it less for a little while until it gets real fun with you and Mila."...By less fun you mean Paula?" I do indeed."The Pantages Theater had been built as an opera hall, its opulence reduced over the years. No giant chandelier remained. Any extravagant decorations had been removed. But the ornate qualities remained as hints, the elegant details of the wood work in the entrances into the auditorium and especially the. I take his soft movements and come back fierce. I am a queen. I will pounce. I grab him between the legs and apply a small pressure to his manhood. I have him against the wall. My kisses are at his chest and I playfully flicker my tongue against his nipples. I continue my way down, planting soft kisses. I reach his belly button and he is frozen. He does not know what my next action will be. I take his cock in my fingers and play with his delicate parts. He groans and begs me to stop torturing. She then unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. Then, with a carnal desire, she tore off my vest. I was standing there in front of a naked married hottie only in my undies. My grey coloured undie was full of wet patches. She understood and smiled, “Do I make you horny baby? Do I?” I nodded in appreciation. “Well, then let me show you what heaven is you bastard”, she said. Nikita started playing with my cock without making me nude and that just made me hornier. I started moaning a little and. I had to tell her to calm down, she’ll get plenty of fun later.She rushed into the bedroom and chose her clothes pretty carefully. Short tight skirt but not trampish, loose top and no bra so her beautifully formed breasts just moved naturally and revealed a hint of her nipples. “Will that do?” she asked. My reply was simple. I bent her over the bed and pushed up her skirt. I forced my dick right in. She squealed as I pumped three or four hard thrusts deep inside then pulled out telling her.