Saturday evening went really well and I sang my heart out. It could have been because Jack was in the audience, I don't know, but I really gave it eve...ything. The audience responded; their clapping and shouting for more went on for a long time. I came off stage, happy, wet with perspiration and quivering with the excitement of the gig. It was almost like the old days. I took a much-needed shower and dressed in my usual jeans and a sweatshirt. The wig was packed carefully along with my stage. I took off my lounge pants as well, leaving me in my sensible blue cotton panties. The girl on the screen was now on her knees. As her master was jerking her head back and forth onto his cock, he told her how he had invited a couple friends over to assist in her punishment. My hands returned to my breasts, cupping them hard, then pinching my nipples. My hands moved down to my still-grinding pelvis. I slipped my right hand into my panties while my left hand continued down my leg. I watched the. Regan was scared and turned on at the same time. She could feel her thong getting wet. Her dark, almond shaped eyes were stretched wide and glistened like glass reflecting the pulsating lights of the night club. Her full lips were set into a glossy heart shaped pout that angered Ian even more. Ian cursed himself, swinging her around, forcing her back to him. He did not want to see her lips nor her eyes. With her arm still held tightly within his grasp and his other wrapped across her. She was enjoying the kisses I was giving on her cheeks and neck. She sat on my lap and kissed me. She said I am a “very good looking” man. Lot of kissing and playing, I started pressing her boobs and licking her breast valley. She was moving her fingers in my hair.I removed her top and she looked a bomb in her bra. I slowly removed her short to reveal her panty. Only I know how I controlled myself with this beauty in her bra and panty willing to give herself for sex.She slowly removed my T.