This was where Erin normally sat, and when I sat down I noticed that she left the nail polish on the side table last night. Laughing to myself, and re...lizing Sue would be home any minute, I opened the nail polish and sat there carefully trying to do what I had seen my sisters do many times. I had finished one hand and was just starting the other when I heard a key in the door. I took a deep breath and tried to keep a straight face while inside I was laughing at what she would say.I decided it. A sizable vein ran down each side the shaft and his cocks head was a perfect German helmet shaped pussy stretcher. He took it in his grasp, his own hand only covering half it's length and lewdly pumped it, stroking his erection as it pointed at my wife. He is proud of his horse cock and was enjoying showing it off to Trudy. It's thickness was almost more threatening than it's length.“Look at that fuck b**st, Trudy”, I warned. “Think of what that would do to your tight wet little pussy”. Bobby. Dinner had been crowded, but as the rest of the patrons shuffled in, it looked like it was going to be a sell out. I made sure to get the big-wigs and the muckety-mucks, as I had yet to spot the newspaper's photographer. I might sell a couple to the newspaper.After awhile, feeling like I had everything I needed from out front, I headed off backstage. Just as I rounded the curtain, a flash went off, momentarily making me see stars. As my eyes cleared up, I saw Lou and Il Tenore in a head-to-head. You know what he wants now? he rasped out as his gaze was glued to my gaping pussy. What do you want from your little girl daddy? I huskily asked him, my pussy still hungry for more of his hard cock. I jumped as I felt a finger rubbing against my asshole. It was now clear to me what daddy Chris wanted his little girls anal cherry. Do you want daddys cock in your tight ass you filthy little slut? he asked as his finger slipped into my brown ring and began to saw in and out. Though I wouldve.