I increased the frequency of my tongue lapping on her pussy. She was also moving her pelvis a little bit to add to the rhythm. I found her clit and st...rted to rub it with my finger while licking her pussy.Her clit was like a magic button as soon as I started licking and fingering it, she started to moan. She increased her pelvic movements to match the speed of my tongue. Her pussy was becoming very nice and juicy. I was eating her pussy very fast now and she was responding as well.I felt. I had no idea that was what it was I thought she had pissed herself both times. "Come on Nat lets go back and you can try yes ?" Nat looked nervously at both Me and Hazel....."Okay" She said .....We returned to the bedroom. Natalie had calmed but was still nervous. She and Hazel were still in their crotchless basques and stockings. I was rock hard. "Look Nat ! how he is so eager for you" Hazel said, looking Natalie in the eyes. "Its a bit big ! its gonna hurt !" Nat muttered."You'll be gentle. The door to the backstage area was the first door on the right. I took a quick shower and slipped into the overalls, thigh-high cowboy boots, white linen shirt, and the thong with the Confederate flag covering my twat before hauling out my research, notes, and laptop. Before I knew it, I was rolling in the zone.Growling with frustration, I noticed the time and put it all away to go do my third set of the night. The first time I heard The Black Crows I fell in love with Southern Rock. So I dance. Not cold, really, but cool and clear, with a light breeze. I wore gray slacks and black loafers, with a nice black, ribbed, heavy t-shirt, under a Harris Tweed sport coat, a herringbone in brown and gray with a faint blue stripe in the weave. I had avoided the style with the suede patches on the elbows, which had just seemed way too college professor-ish to me, but had received many compliments on the fit and style of this particular jacket in the past. Mostly though, I wore it because it was.