We were quiet again after that though. Simply watching the final rehearsal happen until Kathy scooted closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder....#8220;Wake me up when I can do something again”“Will do” I whisperedIt felt like complete bliss. This girl I had a crush on from a distance was now resting her head on my shoulder. Front row, in front of all her fellow cast mates. I was the luckiest guy there.Two weeks later, the show was a complete success.There were only a. And I couldn’t wait to cum in her. “I love the feel of your cock gliding in my hand, and you can eat pussy like no other…but I need to ride you,” she said as she looked down with her eyes only partially open. She quickly jumped back, then further down, and pushed her hips where they were previously. Michaela looked at me, reached down and grabbed my cock while maintaining eye contact. She pushed my foreskin all the way down as she was now familiar with my cock, and re-introduced the tip of my. I drew back and sucked only the thick head. The pre-cum was salty on my tongue. Its taste delighted my taste buds. I was like a kitten sucking its mother's nipples. I wanted to be fed the divine milk he had to share. I pulled off of him hand he looked down at me. "Give me your cream! Chuck give your whore your cream. ..I want to be your whore!" Just as he was about to compile, his dick began to spurt thick white glob of warm cream onto my outstretched tongue. I held my tongue. Debbie came bounding down the stairs as she heard the door close. She had on a mini shirt and a short top that shows off most of her belly like she always wears. Debbie sat on the bottom stair, opened her knees letting her short skirt get even shorter, and showing me that she wasn’t wearing any panties. I already knew that she wasn’t wearing a bra in that top, either. Actually, I hadn’t seen my daughter in a bra for quite some time.Debbie asked, “So what did you decide! Can I be your mistress?.