‘ ‘And what Daisy?’ ‘And showed you ... would you teach me to be a pop star?’ she asked in the tiniest of voices.She shuffled closer to him,...until her shoulder was nudging his thigh. Jon felt her touch, heard the cry for help and felt a strange stirring inside, but it wasn’t the stirring of sympathy. It was very close to the stirrings he had when he bedded a very young Welsh singer of prodigious talent who was already famous by she was twelve. At thirteen and a half, he was invited to promote. It stepped back a second and pulled something out of a bag attached to its hip before coming forward once more and placing a hand against the window. As Joyce cried in fear and begged to be let go, the figure placed their object on the ground outside the door. Joyce pushed her face close to the window to try and get a glimpse at what it was. The object was small and cylindrical with a tab on its top that reminded her of the pin of a grenade. Oh gods, was he going to blow up the phone booth with. She closed the door behind him and studied him.He helped her out of her clothing, untying her dress and then her corset. She had firm, pert breasts that seemed to defy gravity and pointed heavenly with delicious puffy nipples that made him groan at the sight of them.He pulled off his shirt revealing his broad, muscular chest, which Eleanor slid her hand up, squeezing his pectorals as she shifted her body against his, her nipples pressing against his chest. James ghosted his hands down her sides. Panties next.I fingered her as we kissed. As I went faster, she spread her legs.I took 2 bungees, wrapped them round her breasts. They swelled, became engorged. Crazed with lust, I began 2 f*ck her.I pulled out, shot my sperm up, hit her face, neck, breasts. Thats when I saw the guy watching. We made eye contact. I motioned 4 silence, 4 him 2 approach. He moved 2 touch her tits. I nodded yes.The guy pulled his cock out, stroked it. He touched her swollen breasts, pulled her nipples. He fingered.