To his view, she was rather into everything. Eager to perform.He watched her lay to the stage and begin to tease herself. His gaze stared at her tight...slit and near perfect body. She looked oriental but for that moment, he didn't care what she was. All he cared about were the thoughts and fantasies of running up onto the stage and stuffing his already throbbing cock into her. His mind snapped back to attention, as in the theme of the moment, he discarded his clothing at the sound of the first. " I don't know," Becky countered. "If it were me, I'd want to know so I could do it as soon as possible. These women are pretty insistent, and you're as likely as not to get yanked away again. This might be her only chance." Still, I don't think we should be forcing it on Rachael. I can discuss it with her tonight after she leaves her sister behind, then she can think about it overnight." Which means you're planning to spend the night with me?" Becky asked with an arched eyebrow. "Honestly,. Her attention to his cock waned as it built higher within her and he was used to that. It was a beautiful thing and her urged Rob on."That a boy. Damn you got her building up cucky."James now marveled at Jenny's closed eyes as she was now fully engrossed in her husband’s oral exploits. James loved seeing this. He loved that the cuck participated in their lust. As a bull he so enjoyed getting both husband and wife off and he was attuned to a cuckold's glee in being treated in this way.Jenny. Welcome, Miss Alyssia, and welcome, Mr. Alexander."As soon as Benton had taken their coats, he opened the doors to the central hall of the house. A truly breathtaking room. Huge winding stairs running up the walls, an elaborate lift made of glass and cast iron, and an enormous bay window with double doors, leading to a beautiful, secluded garden, running all the way down to the brink of Hudson river."Good Heavens, Alexander. I didn't even know that such houses existed. It's beautiful, it's.