A couple of lads stocking the bar and the sound tech turned to see whatthe kafuffle was all about."It's a long story. I have an announcement I want t... make to you all butlet's do it after practice," Cherri said mounting the stairs to the stage.Cherri picked up her guitar and tuned up and the band went thorough theirplay list. Cherri noticed when she got close to Panti during their solosthat she reeked of alcohol.During a break Panti collared Cherri."What the fuck! You were supposed to wake. ." Her voice broke as she glanced at me, and then whispered. "Donkey Dick?" Sssshhhhh!" He hushed. He had unbrushed black hair that cascaded down his neck to cover the top of his maroon sweater, and desperately tried to force a smile to his new guests standing next to his table. "Well... ahem?" he coughed, and I nodded anxiously.I had never had any trouble talking to the approachable, and likeable, anonymous person on the Internet, but his paranoid behaviour made me a nervous; he was drawing. Dark brown hair and piercing green eyes. Her lips were full and plump, her breasts were big and round, definitely fake. Her body appeared toned and her ass was full and round, enhanced by the skin tight black jeans. Her arms were covered in tattoos. I kept glancing at her as she was dealing with the receptionist. Her nipples were hard and poking through her red vest. Her boobs were creating a valley of cleavage. I was dying to motor boat her. She checked in and walked away. As she left I stared. In my mouth.”She slid her arm around his neck and pulled him close. Their lips met, and she opened her mouth eagerly, taking his tongue inside and bathing it in the warmth of her own.Katie felt the ache in her sweet cunt growing and growing. It swirled through her like a storm, tugging at her clit, and making her damp and itchy inside her tight shorts. While she wanted to be fucked by her husband, she needed his cock in her mouth more than ever. She salivated at just the thought of him feeding.