I deliberately wanked very slowly accentuating the up and down strokes as if I was a professional.“Do you have any other wanking partners? I asked....��Yes, P from next door.” he said“Is his cock bigger or smaller than yoursand does he let you wank him? ““Bigger and yes I wank his big cock and he wanks mine.”“Where do you get together for these wanking sessions and are there other wanking buddies that join you?” I asked still pulling slowly at his cock.“We normally do it in the old abandoned horse. " I looked quizzically at her notgrasping the meaning of her words for me. "Please can you do it withme?" Ah, what?" The shock in my voice was palatable. "What me? Are youkidding?" My mind was a whirl. I mean what was one to think? I had justbeen asked to dress as a girl and show off on stage in front of anaudience of guys, maybe gay, but still guys, and butch looking females."Isn't there one of the regulars?" You know the routine. You've seen it before. You don't have to rememberany lines and. . I'm sorry. I must see that's he's all right!" said Ellen rushing toward the door."Who is he?" asked one of the men as she pushed past, "your father?" No," said Ellen hurrying out the door and down the stairs, "he's my husband!"Miranda was infuriated, but determined not to let this opportunity escape."Sorry about this little interruption gentlemen, but..."Her mind was racing. A new plan was forming, a plan of punishment and profit."... this room is not really big and comfortable enough anyway.. Then he undid his jeans and revealed me a big 10 inch long black cock, so big and thick that I started first. It was not easy to impale my lips onto this phallus, though soon I succeeded and began moving my head rhythmically. However he grasped my head with a jerk and f***ed me move as fast as I can. For several times, I had nausea and hardly kept from puking. Though he didn’t care for that, he kept whispering me: “Come on, you slut, do it! Take it all, bitch!” with his right hand he rode up my.