All this while still keeping me lost in a deep kiss.She was GOOOD. She pulled out my dick and kept stroking it, I broke from the kiss as her tugs were...just too much. I told her to get down there and take him, to take him deep. She smiled and said “As my master wishes” and then winks as she goes down. She starts by gently licking the head and stroking it at the same time with her gentle hands. I was so hard I just wanted to cum so bad. And then she took my dick in her mouth halfway through. DAMN. I hoped she wouldn’t be limited to playing with me. Or our ‘and company.’ I don’t think anyone in our pod expected we would become a performance troupe. I was especially concerned about how Rachel, Beca, Nanette, Emily, and Livy would feel about it. They weren’t performers and didn’t really work on the production end of things. They had lives and skills that our music didn’t acknowledge and I’d be lost without them. Rachel and Beca were my soulmates. Emily was my anchor in this world. I wanted. After all, even if only she ever knew, there would be nothing even slightly inhibitive in her preparations. Savoring the silky material as she contemplated style and color, she remembered to note those with the thinnest of crotches recalling how she longed for the sensation of his fingers feeling her pussy for the first time…feeling her swollen lips…tracing them through the fabric…separating them…pressing into her open mouth wetting the material in her copious response then sliding it to her. Has it ever been inside ANYONE?”She thought about the cocks she had known since the age of fourteen. Bo’s was the biggest—seven inches but not as thick as this. As she stroked, she squeezed, making his large head even more purple and shiny. As she saw the crystal drop gathering at the end, she thought I love the colors of sex. Milking him again she saw the drop grow. Unable to withhold her curiosity she extended her tongue underneath his head. “Mm,” she sighed, “it tastes good.” Though she had.