I saw her and without my knowledge I said that she looks beautiful. She thanked me for saying so. We both got out of the room.I was standing behind he... while she was busy locking the door. I went out of control. My heart beat started racing and then with or without courage I took my hands and placed it on her side thigh. She was shocked, I murmured “I’m sorry I couldn’t control”.I moved my whole body towards her and pressed my dick on her ass and I was rubbing it slowly on her ass. I then. With that she turned around and faced the audience.The attendant's voice told us that that concluded the first performance and we would have a five-minute break before the second performance started. A curtain dropped and the lights shifted from the stage to the audience. I turned to Sophie and asked how she was. She was almost hyperventilating. Her cheeks were blushing and her eyes were wide. "Oh, my God, Doug. It's so much more intense live than on the computer or those DVDs. I started out. She began to shiver from the shower and began to rub herself dry. As soon as she had worn a matching set of pants and a bra, she proceeded to moisturise her legs and arms, but abruptly stopped; it almost felt like she was being watched. Shaking the silly notion from her mind even though her door was slightly ajar, she threw on a cotton dress and collected her damp towels to take them outside to dry under the sun.Walking back inside, she grabbed her bag and took the bike she'd also brought and. It was so thick, and I loved the feeling of it taking up my entire pussy. My walls contracted around it, making it feel even bigger. I bit my lip and began to move the dildo in and out of my tight little pussy. I reached down with my other hand and started to rub my neglected bud. I began to feel an orgasm building up within me. I moved the dildo faster in and out of my sex, moaning with every stroke, imagining it as my husband’s erect cock wanting to cum inside me. I pushed it harder and.