I backed into my dark bedroom enough so that I knew she couldn't see me and watched her push his head between her legs."Come on, Lover," Jessie panted... "Eat my pussy. Eat it good." He didn't need any more invitation than that. I was stroking my cock and watching Jessie's face as wet, slurping sounds filled the room. She ensnarled his dark hair with her fingers and I watched her face, wishing it was me sucking out her delicious pussy juice.He must have been hitting the right spots because Jessie. So I hurriedly pulled his head out of that towards me which led to ultimate kissing between us.He started sucking my nipples and ears (which was a great feeling). In that AC bedroom, we started to sweat (however we loved that hot sweat too).I couldn’t control thereafter. So I pulled his t-shirt off and shocked to see his AMAZING ATHLETE BODY. I just put myself into his arms and started kissing his arms and muscles and also his six packs like a slut. I don’t know how but I was enjoying these . So after the last gig, Ged booked a flight from Los Angeles to San Francisco, while the others left on the flight back home. He felt no urgency about returning to Britain. Annette promised to take care of his equipment until he should return.He now had all the money he could possibly want, and the stream of royalties kept flowing, but he had lost the only woman he had ever truly loved, and everything seemed unimportant beside that fact. He knew he had to move on, but the tie to Cassie was. Taking a look at her almost amazing leg's in her hugging skirt white blouse and matching jacket, my cock stirs in my boxers as I try not to make eye contact. Pulling out my phone to inform my wife that I will be training it home and the cars broke down assuring me my wife will be home the annocment comes across to disembark at the next station, cutting the conversation short. As we ready to get off I notice Lady auburn uncross her right leg from the left realising it is stockings she is wearing.