‘No. Of course not, I can’t be spent and satisfied when Lilly gets here can I? Can’t waste my wild oats on you.’ He said it lightly and full o... humour, with no notion at all of the genuine envy and even hurt I felt. I bit down on the uncomfortable feelings swirling in my stomach. She’d only be here a fortnight, then she’d go, and then Mark would be all mine again for another few months. ‘Besides,’ he continued, still with his back to me, ‘You sound awfully dressed from here,’ With a resigned. Even in those amateur productions back in school, when the expectations (and competition) had been so much less, I'd never shone as I had on that stage. And then there was my dinner with Camilla, and the prospect of Scarpia ahead of me and all that would do to jump my career to a whole new level. To cap it all off, when I'd left her after taking her back to her hotel room to pick up the Tosca score, she'd kissed me good night! OK, so it wasn't much of a kiss, just a friendly peck, but it was on. My eyes snapped open to see my hands were being smothered by her mountainous breasts, far too large for my palms to ever contain.They were amazing to hold, the grey skin was soft like silk with the caps of her nipples as black as obsidian. We were both staring at where I had placed my hands and even with her expressionless face, I could sense she was just a surprised as I was.“I-I am so sorry!” I stammered while pulling my hands away from her chest, my cheeks burning hot with embarrassment.Then. He had a very large bulge stressing the fabric of his shorts. I wondered if it was really his penis or not. I had never seen a hard cock before except on the net. He just kept grinning at me as I poured a glass of tea and he walked to the bathroom to change. Once changed we sat down to watch a movie. He sat at the end of the couch and pulled me in close between his legs. All I could feel as I got closer to him was his extremely hard boner. Every few seconds he would flex his cock against my.