With the other she knew what he was doing. She heard it. Every clicking of metal over metal. A sound she had heard thousands of times before, but this...time it was loud, very loud. James was unzipping his pants. Slowly, not easy to do with one hand she guessed. Then she heard his pants drop to the floor. "Oh James please!" she cried. "Please don't". He was pushing against her again, and she felt it. It was no longer restrained by his clothing. It was pushing into her panties. Her mind ran, oh. Peter noticed it and that shifted his eyes down to g-string.Now her eyes were closed so he decided to get the view. While rubbing he stared at her crotch. G-string was very sheer, all oily and wet. Her pussy lips were locked perfectly underneath it but swelled fleshy labia was seen clearly due to sheer fabric. She consciously relaxed to his touch.Peter got upwards and rubbed her nipples with palms and gradually increased them. He was conscious of electricity thrilling her as he caressed her.. There lots of possibilities for trouble, but good crowd control was the answer and the arena planned for that. It obviously wasn't the managers first rodeo.Since we had the place secured and the plans made, we went to the new motel to check it out. The tour bus would be moving everyone there after the show. The motel was outside the city since they could never afford city rents. It was okay with me except we had to throw our bags down, then drive right back to the venue. I was pretty sure the. He began breathing heavy and making soft moaning sounds. It couldn’t have been the best blowjob but he seemed to be enjoying it. The kicker for me was when he put his hand on the back of my head and started guiding my head. My cock was about to burst with excitement. After several minutes daddy stopped me and had me stand up. He told me to straddle the toilet and place my hands on the hand rails. This was it this was the moment I have been waiting for. He got on his knees behind me and started.