His grip was firm and thrilling. I started to thrust my cock through his fingers like it was a cunt.Carol finally noticed us and mumbled, "Ahhhh, lov... this cock. Oh dick, Oh John, Oh Raymond. Ohhhh fuck meeee."John, who had been standing there with a puzzled look on his face, took out his prick and walked to the other side of the bed where he took off the rest of his clothes. He grabbed the lube we keep in the nightstand and slathered his cock with it. Carol leaned down and put her hands. I just smiled to her as shelooked over to us and handed her some wine."Hey there, your looking damn sexy tonight," she said."Thanks," I said.I looked over to the other guest that was dressed exactly the same asSara, right down to the hard rubber cock pressed against their pants.Although I knew her from somewhere, from having the mask on I couldn'ttell how. It was almost a eerie feeling I was having that the personunder the mask was so familiar. I again looked back to the 'guest ofhonour' from. “I’ve had a hard time believing it, too. More than anything, I wanted to simply blame my mom for leaving us. I was ready to tell her off, but first we had to talk to her doctor so he could explain what happened,” she shared.“Oh,” was my well-thought-out input.Lily smiled at me.“My thought exactly. Dr. Lanus filled us in on her background before we were allowed to meet her. It was part of the conditions she set,” Lily said.“There were conditions to see your own mom?” I asked incredulously.“It. "That's the Scarpia who beat me up in the audition yesterday! You can't just play off me—or Mario or whoever—you have to initiate. Be Scarpia whenever you're on, the scariest guy in Rome, the one everybody fears. He knows who he is, and you have to show that."We spent the next two hours going through Act I line by line, often phrase by phrase, and I started to really hone the score. She sang all the other roles—sounding eerily like each different character—including, mostly, her own, and again.