Kissing khatam karne ke baa unhone mujhe khada kara aur phir khud sofe pe baith gae aur mujh se kehne laga ki chalo neeche baith jao aur mere shoes ut...roPhir maine dheere dheere unka ek shoe utar ke rakha unke socks mai sweat tha ek gandi se smell aa rahe the aur phir un madam nee aapna wo socks wala leg mere face pe rakha diya aur kehne lage smell my sweat u rahul aur phir mai usko smell karne laga phele to mujhe aacha nahi lag raha tha magar phir baad mai maza aapne laga mai unkaa ek legs ko. I watched with great interest as the ladies saw me playing in full flight. Thankfully the show was as good as I remembered. Donna was smiling and enjoying it, making comments here and there. Mackenzie and Gemma liked it, but had giggles as our 'rock star poses and moves' were very 90's and not like anything today, apparently.About half way through the show the camera panned around showing the audience. Donna yelled "Stop it Jack, stop it there." I did and we backed it up a little. "Oh my god. I started to gently lick up the combined juices and was savoring the flavor. She moaned again and I froze thinking she had awakened, but she just murmured "Deeper, lick deeper" So I dove in licking as deep as I could, she started to raise her hips and even in her drunken, half awake state, started to grind her ass into my face, it was so delicious. I managed to get passed her hole to get to her clitty with my tongue and that's when she went off like a roman candle, she let out an anquished cry. Whereas, Erick my husband’s is much smaller, both in length and girth and never made me think of the word beefy. It was soft to the touch, yet firm. I stared at it, entranced. I stroked it slowly behind my back and feeling it begin to stick hard against my cock. I stroked it almost lovingly as it grew longer, thicker and harder in my hand. I instinctively knew what to do.I slowly turned around and smiled at my host. I knelt in front of him and gingerly slid his short down under his legs. I then.