.. the air slightly warmer up here... the scent that reaches him unmistakable. Still something keeps him from calling out to you, as he moves silently...in his bare feet to peek around the corner into the bedchamber.. and he swallows hard at the sight that greets him. Certain facets are hidden in the dim light, in the shadows falling across the bed, but there is no mistaking the little mews and soft moans of pleasure that reach his ears.. no mistaking the slow arch of your back as you lay. Stay in the neighborhood. I wouldn't want some guy grabbing you for a quick fuck."----------------------------------"OOOOhhhhh God...", Cathy moaned as she felt Matt's cock spear into the depths of her cunt. She had her legs raised in the back of Matt's SUV. He was mounted on top of her, holding her legs open with his own as he jammed his cock deep into her unresisting pussy."Yessssss.. It's good... oohh god... soooo good!" You like to be fucked like this, don't you?"Cathy nodded. "Say it!",. Hurriedly he undressed hanging up his clothes, all the while continuing to watch his wife as she unabashedly stood there playing with herself. When finished, he walked towards her reaching out."No!" she said defiantly, stunning him into immobility. "I want you to watch me, while I watch you," she teased. "I want you to be a horny little boy for me all day... I have a surprise for you when you get home this evening," she added increasing the teased torture."You remember? I will be working late?". It was a damned good thing Davy Crockett coonskin hats were not in style.The first concert, on the advice of Helva, consisted of a variety of rhythm-based music - from Maurice Ravel’s Bolero to selections of rap, hip hop, and Lindsey Sterling-styled performance violin. At the end, the silence was deafening!Tuull audiences showed their appreciation with absolute silence, signaling their receptivity to yet another piece from the performer.Concert followed concert, music genre changing to another..