“What message?”My heart fell as she looked at me with still glassy eyes and asked in an almost little girl voice, “Was I supposed to deliver a m...ssage to someone?”I left her slumped across the pleasure bench and went to check the electronic archives. I was almost not breathing as my neural connections accessed the history search engines. Then the result flashed into my brain, XeneSusan2032 had sent XeneTheresa3151 a message that said, “XeneRoberta Lives Forever.” The reply had been, “What?”. They had been partners, along with Maxina Landers, for many years now ever since they had met on their very first day at Blanke Schande College. A good part of that partnership were regular sessions like these that they both enjoyed equally to the full. They always tried to climax together and this only served to enhance these love making sessions even more - as it was doing right now.Tracey Manning could feel that wonderful swell in his cock that always preceded his moment of climax. He could. Right ladies? I want to see cocks before I show my lady stuff." The guys in the audience and the girls on stage were trading comments like that. It wasn't unusual, but it hadn't really happened before. Maybe a little peek at a hairless cunt, but not a lot. Tonight seemed a little different. It didn't feel dangerous, or anything like that. But the sense of sensuality seemed to be stronger for whatever reason. The ladies were sexy as hell, and seemed ready for anything. Then it started. The loud. I feel your wetness of your pussy as your nipple hardens under the touch of my fingers. I nibble your earlobe as my fingers wiggle over you panty covered pussy. I hook my thumb in the waist of your panty pulling them down. Cupping your tit as I start you spread your lips to find your clit with my middle finger. I start rubbing it gently working your wetness up your slit. I grind you back on to my hard cock as I start squeezing you tit. You throw your head back as I start rubbing harder on your.