"Ms. Gere pressed a button on her telephone."Amy, please send Ms. Kitrell in."Ms. Kitrell walked in, as if expected. She wore red, thigh high boots an... a red corset. Her beautiful ass was bare, no underwear."I believe you know, Ms. Kitrell." Yes," I said, "how do you do?" You passed Ms. Kitrell's interview, Sam. She said you loved taking her cock. She said you really understood the satisfaction of using one of our products. Since you are so good at receiving, I need to know how good you are at. The lyric had blown everyone away and the tune had a haunting beauty. It was slow, rolling to a faintly Blues style, with a scorching solo from Mick in the bridge. The sound was sparse and reminded everyone of a rocky cliff overlooking the sea.For the first time, either on stage or in the studio, Michelle duetted with Anna on the chorus. They sang together, side by side, on one mike in the vocal booth with their arms around each other. It was all too much for Mick and Freddie took him out and. When he interrupted me.“Mom, my balls are starting to hurt.” I stopped for a second to process it, and then realized he was having a severe case of blue balls! I did the only thing I knew to do, I helped. I sat next to him and asked if he knew how to fix it. When he told me he didn’t I did the only thing I could. I licked my hand for lube, grabbed his cock and started stroking.He tensed up at first, looking at me, and then relaxed. He had a nice cock for his age, about six and a half. He continued to probe with his fingers and she continued to stroke with her hand. He slid a fourth finger gently into her loosened feminine slit. The blanket continued to keep the operation covert.Dave glanced around the car. An elderly lady near the front caught his gaze and smiled at him. "Does she know what's going on?" Dave thought. He breathed a sigh of relief as the woman looked down."All's clear," Dave whispered, in case Tiffany had followed his gaze.Tiffany was unconcerned with anything.