Perhaps she fancied the milkman or the postman.“No one.” She answered. I thought I detected a lack of full information or evasiveness. I am natura...ly suspicious when confronted with an unfamiliar situation.“Well, male or female?” I had my preference of course, true to the masculine train of thought.“Either or both.” She continued wiping the dinner plate with the tea towel, but looked askance at me to gauge my reaction. “Well how about Janice, she is most likely up for it?” Janice had something. She waits. Soon her heart will open, for soon he will play only for her. The curtain to the side of a small, low stage opens and he walks to take his place on a stool to the left. In his hands he gently cradles a guitar, the sheen of its wood glistens in the reflected candlelight. He is young, with rich dark hair carelessly brushed. His frame is tall and slender. His clothing is old but still serviceable. The eyes, a deep turquoise, scan the crowd taking measure of what he should play. They. As it had been quite an energetic fuck, DJ and me stayed in the same position for a minute or two trying to catch our breath. 2 of the guys had already given a thumbs up and were on their way as we started to think about getting cleaned up and moving on, but the guy with the big cock asked us if he could take a closer look at DJ's cum drenched pussy. We just gave a little laugh and told him that was fine...but no touching, to which he agreed. I noticed by now that his cock was still hard and he. What I'm seeing was a monster. This is bigger than my boyfriend's dick. This was very bad (for my boyfriend, not for me though). We were both horny and i like what i'm seeing. After 5 minutes of staring at the picture of my boob, Mr. Salvosa suddenly asked if he could touch it."Just touch, i want to feel it"I don't want him to realise that i want him to touch me so i acted hesitantly and said "sure.. Mr.Salvosa.. just one touch though"He quickly went beside the bed and said "Can you bring it.