I wanted some alone time with Marcus. About twenty minutes later, the opening act went on stage and most of the people backstage disappeared. I asked...Marcus if he wanted to go somewhere and smoke something with me. Grinning, he said, “Yes.” I produced a pre-rolled joint telling him it was a gift from my husband. Grabbing my hand, we snuck off to go smoke my husband’s gift. Marcus ushered me to the tour bus and made sure nobody else was on board. When we got on board he closed the door behind. So, a vague claim, unsupported by any known facts. You have grounds for complaint against that official, Trevor. I suggest that you get back to the department, and ask for some FACTS, rather than accusations. O.K.?" Very well. I shall let myself calm down before I phone, though." Fine. Let me know how it ends up, Trevor. You are our manager of the company, so please manage!"Trevor put the phone down, and tried to relax, but almost immediately, his phone rang again. He grabbed it and demanded,. I have only mentioned to my wife about being a cuckold...I had no clue she was just going to do this without talking about it to me first. We barely even knew Chris and Ryan and my wife was just naked licking every inch of their cocks. I guess this is what it's like to be a cuck...all I knew is my dick loved it, and by the look of it so did everyone else. Lily loved holding both their cocks up as she tried to put both of their shaved balls in her mouth. I don't shave my balls, so lily doesn't. All of his paintings are catalogued and are stored at my warehouse. I can take you there tomorrow,’ said Joyce. ‘I’d like that,’ said Ginny. ‘I’d like to see what else he painted other than my mother and me.’ ‘Jerry painted hundreds of portraits but mostly of you and your mother,’ said Joyce. ‘Everything he painted and entrusted with me, now belongs to you. After this art show, you are free to keep whatever portraits are left and/or sell them through me as Jerry has given me the exclusive.