When she reached out to touch it, I didn’t move. She grabbed onto it and was surprised at how hard it was, especially since it didn’t have a bone ...n it. Then she wanted to see it soft. I laughed and told her that it might not ever go down with her holding it and with her dressed like that. She chuckled and offered me a blowjob. I told her that it might take more than one and she said okay. Then Sam knelt before me and sucked my cock into her mouth as she stroked it gently. I didn’t think that. You know I am getting so aroused...your tongue goes back to licking across my slit...you taste my juices.I feel you move...and your mouth is on my nipples, biting them I feel you insert a finger in me.Feeling how wet I am...moving it in and out slowly... moaning.I feel myself getting tight on your finger...your biting my nipples a little harder now...they are on fire from your mouth...my body straining to touch yours...but you still keep yourself out of reach.I feel your tongue back down on my. I simply settle for the mystery. You didn't even give me your name, so I asked "What should I call you?" You reply in a rhaspy deep voice "I'm your mystery man and you are going to be my secret 'lil slut." Just hearing those words literally made my clit throb with excitement. Now the time has come for us to meet. The following Thursday, I wake up to a text message that read: Drive to the lake, park, go to the picnic table and sit with your back to the parking lot. Take you glasses off. Gwen had been uncomfortable with Jack Timberline’s stated intention of singing ‘Glory of Love’ with Gwen, but couldn’t bring herself to voice her concerns to Jack. She spent an hour rehearsing the song with him Thursday afternoon. It was obvious to Gwen that Timberline lacked Steve’s vocal skills, as well as his rugged good looks and charisma. Later that evening, as Gwen waited backstage for her duet, she observed how the show lacked the intensity of the concerts she did with Steve, Jordan,.