”With that as my only instruction, I got up onto the bed. He was on his knees so I faced him also on my knees. I kissed him hard on the lips, then w...nt to nibble his ears. This seemed to please him. Then I suckled on his neck and moved down to his chest. Carefully, slowly, erotically I teased his every inch. Allowing his hard cock to touch me, but not in any blatant manner. I gently pushed him onto his back and took his cock into my mouth. Now, with the use of my hands, I could guide his love. He was surprised when he got a good look at her. Her left tit was totally exposed as she slept because the jacket had opened on that side. He quickly went to both ends of the car and locked the doors so no one could walk in on him. Then he went back to her. At first he was content to just look, but again he got bored and gently stroked her face with his hand. At his touch she shifted in her sleep. This caused her skirt to ride up so he could see the top of her stockings. After she settled back. Tracy cried out," Oww, it hurts Ann, it hurts." I smeared some more jelly on the cock tip and pushed harder. I felt the satisfying pop as the cock slipped up her arse. I lay still for a while, letting her get used to the feel of a thick cock up her arsehole. Then I began to gently push it up further. Again she cried out,"Ahh, it's still hurting me Ann." I stopped pushing and then began to gradually to withdraw it."Stop, stop, it hurts, it hurts." Tracy's arse was tighter than I'd thought. I. " She was pacing up and down."Why is Tosca so different?" I asked. There'd been none of this pent-up edginess before the Traviata opening, just a sure confidence; I was the one who'd been wired then."I don't know, it just is," she told me sharply. Then she suddenly looked at me fully for the first time all morning and her face crumpled. "No, I tell a lie, Nicky. I do know, it's this way every time I sing it, but today particularly. It's just so damned childish!"I sat down on the couch and.