I was Iago in Otello, I was all three villains in Hoffman, I was the Dutchman, I was this and that and the other and every time the applause shook t...e house when I came out for my bows. And I basked in the limelight, grinning my head off, acknowledging the audience with waves and more bows and mouthing thank-yous and generally making an ass of myself if it had been real.But it might be real, my dreams kept telling me. It could be, now. It would be, I convinced my dream self. And even when the. You're a mess," I scolded. "Now up those stairs."With Jenny and Veronica escorting her she first washed herself in the lab showers then self-consciously entered the house. There we set to work tidying her up. Jacky had at last 'come home'. We were both relieved and happy as she finally emerged with her hooves polished smooth and her velvety coat shining as she swished her beautiful hair. She leaned gracefully back and scratched her rump. Then wiggled her hindquarters."Mmmm, I wish I could reach. Even though they’re improvising, the way they play together is incredible, I didn’t hear even one ‘clinker’.”Linda started clapping loudly as soon as the song ended. The rest of us joined in too, bringing two cute faces to the window.“That was just our warm-up, do you want to come over here and listen to us?”Almost simultaneously Ann said no while Linda said yes.The girls started chuckling, hearing the two different answers. “Are you mad at us Miss Ann? We’re really sorry for interrupting you. As Mrs. Wallace breaks the kiss, “Come on hon, let me suck the cum out of you.” Needing no other further encouragement, Mr. Wallace lets his wife have her way. She rolls him onto his back, and practically tears off his boxers to get at his 6in dick, hard and ready. She starts by licking the head, almost like a lollipop, savoring its taste. She uses her free hand to play with his balls, eliciting a groan of approval from her husband. She runs her tongue up and down his prick, making it shine.