Thump. Thump. Thump. Rebecca’s heart raced as she walked backstage to meet her favorite celebrity, Taylor Swift. Clenching, unclenching her hands, ...ebecca nervously approached Taylor. “Play it cool Rebecca. Play it cool.” Taylor’s aide, Dan, introduced me to Taylor. “Taylor, meet Rebecca. She won the best Taylor Swift fan competition. She gets to hang out with you tonight and tomorrow. She also gets front row at your concert tonight.” Taylor responded warmly. “Congrats Rebecca! It’s so. He spread his legs and made me fall through his opened lap. His hands were on my shoulders as he pushed me down until my face was in front of his crotch. My fingers went to his belt automatically, efficiently. I opened his fly and produced his half erect cock, taking it into my mouth. His voice droned on behind a curtain of wet, sucking noises."Never mind, girl," he said. "No need to worry. Hubby is too much of a wimp to dump you." I felt his big hands on my head as he pulled me down the fat. A little bit after we started working, my mother in law and my wife headed over for supplies. This left me there alone. Now, I needed too get work done, but, I now had the chance too look through her panties, her drawers, etc. Maybe find a toy, or pictures, anything. So as soon as I was alone at the house, I headed into Becky’s room. The naughty girl had left a pair of Pink brand panties again, but this time with green and white stripes, right on top of the pile of laundry and this time,. The first time was when we lived in southern California, this girl friend of hers, husband and I worked together back then, and we had a number of explicit conversation about our women at the local topless bar, a place called the Cherry Pit A Go Go. I had shown him several Polaroid pictures of my wife naked and bound an had talked in some detail about what I had done to her! Enough that I felt comfortable in telling him that his wife had hit on me! Now you have to remember that back in those.