They would find the men, escort them out as quietly as possible to a remote section and tell them that they were the chosen few lucky enough to get to...'meet' the Paramore singer after the show. Once the show ended Hayley was in her dressing room waiting impatiently. She had changed out of her latex pants and was wearing a dark green little skirt that barely came halfway up her thighs with a thin, white top. No bra. She paced the room. The anticipation, the rush, it always made her like this. " Now Dawn laughed out loud."Gotcha. No worries there Jim, but maybe you should be more careful where you stick that little pecker. Ok, on your way. Ted here s going to stuff me good."I thought." Don't believe everything you're told. Like I don't believe your real name is Jim. I'm pretty sure that ID tag you took off in the bar, right after the ring, said Scott."Jim had gathered his clothes and what little dignity remained, trying to dress while hiding his now shrunken cock. Dawn stood next to. She was quick to renew her cock massage as well. We stood there feeling each other up for a few more minutes when I decided I had to get to her tits. I just couldn’t wait any longer to play with those nipples that begged to be sucked. I reached down and grabbed the hem of both tank tops and pulled them straight over her head. She quickly got her arms up to get them out of the arm holes. Standing there in front of me with her nipples jutting out like big pencil erasers, I couldn’t help but lean. Soon we reached near him, she lowered her window to ask for a location and as soon he saw her his eyes and mouth were both wide open. He didn’t respond to her question and a small conversation started between them.GF: Bhai sahib batao naStranger: Ahum ye locationHe was staring as if we will suck the whole boobs madlyGF: Kya dekh raha haiStranger: tumhari itni badi chuchioo koListing to this she became shy and started telling me to goStranger: Bahut mazzedar hai dekne main, mera to loda khada.