..The crowd all stood up to these four sisters and applauded, there were many tears as I came out with a chair and got Isabel up on my lap.“That was...pretty good, don’t you think, Izzy?”“Yes, but I like it the most when we get to sing together Michael.” Turning to the audience. “I am having fun today at Garfield Park, aren’t you?”The crowd agreed ... cheering loudly for her. She had a look on her face that made me think she wasn’t sure exactly what we were about to sing. I had promised it would. How’s that sound?” She winked and went over to my TV to get the movie going. She bent down, exposing her beautiful tanned legs and shapely ass to me. I let myself play with the idea of squeezing it, and trailing kisses down her smooth legs. Even at the ripe age of eighteen, most girls would kill to have her body. They were either underweight or overweight, but Stella was perfect.“Alright, all set. You ready?” she asked, turning around with the remote. I nodded, my throat tight with the thoughts. I stopped at the edge of the wood and looked for the white bull. It was standing alone, away from the rest of the herd and nearby was my husband, the King, and his chief herdsman. I hid behind one of the trees and watched. My husband seemed to be praising the beauty and magnificence of the extraordinary animal which took little interest in the two men and grazed contently, though neither would go too close. I waited, wishing to the Gods that they would leave and in time they did. I left my. His gaze wasn't discrete, it was painfully obvious that the sight of me jerking off is what he was jerking off to, not the acts on the TV. I wasn't sure how I felt about becoming live porn for another guy, so I ignored him and looked back to the screen. As I turned to look away, my eyes dipped down, and in the dim light of the room, I saw his hand gripping his cock as it slid up and down along the shaft.After my brief visual detour, I redoubled my efforts to only focus on the TV. I remained.