"You don't want the population running in panic at the sound ofmy name, do you?" Aw, but you gotta have SOME kind of a name. We can't keep calling ya ...hebig girl." Why don't you call me by my real name, Deano?" she whispered to thechild. "If you can keep a secret." Oh yes, yes ma'am, I can keep a secret. I ain't told none of my friendsmy Dad's really Toni with the big hooters from television, you know." Hmm, er, OK, Deano, my name is Cecilia." Oh, that's a pretty name, kind of old-fashioned.. Jessica is a kindhearted wench and I was certain that she could not bear the thought of disappointing this friendly lady. She obeyed at once. Al made a few moves to which Jessica answered with a rasping AAAAH. The five hundred dollar voice came on again to urge Jessica to turn so that they were sideways to the audience. This way the event could be enjoyed by all.Al moved one strong arm under the bent over girl, lifted her off her feet and deposited her near the front of the stage so that they. She gave me a knowing smile, her full lips pouting and moist, shiny red lipstick matching her dress. The whole creation was displayed to perfection by her open toed strappy stilettos with impossibly high heels, her tiny toes painted to match that stunning dress. My cock was iron hard. She reached down into my bulging crotch, her gloved hand stroking my erection. "I do believe you are pleased to see me," she said sarcastically. Her slender fingers moved to the buckle of my belt and her face. You looked comfortable and, well, natural.” He sat and I went for the coffee. I came back with two filled mugs in one hand, powdered creamer and sugar dispensers in the other. He had taken the shirt off and was sitting in the middle of the couch. “That’s better.” I said. I leaned over and put everything on the coffee table in front of him. I took my time and gave him the opportunity to look at me. Although I did not look at him while I was bent over, I could sense him adjusting his position.