She watched as the eyes of the guitarist made a bee-line for those erect nipples. She felt his eyes as they wandered down to the cleavage amply expose... as well. She sat down and crossed her legs, allowing the skirt to ride up high exposing the tops of her thighs. The guitarist continued his gaze as he played a seductively slow blues tune, apparently just for her.Suddenly, Teresa felt someone behind her. It was a man, late 20’s, on the tall side, dark skin and very good-looking. He was. The thong had little bow ties of each side of her hips. She coordinated a dance step and pulled both the ties, pulling on the lace as she did. Suddenly, the whole of her body shone to the audience. The bright steady lights went out, replaced by a strobe that made it appear that Alice was jumping from frame to frame in some old-time movie.Alice’s hand went to her slit and she stroked herself only a few times. The moan that erupted from her lips could be heard throughout the Club Ecstasy, even. This is from what I understood from my wife. I could tell I was the first guy she ever sucked even if I was the second guy she ever had sex with. But she was really good, a natural even. She was getting me closer and closer to cumming. I told her I was getting close and she sucked even better and harder. She brought me over the top and I came my load in her mouth. As I did she took my cock deeper and swallowed my cum. After this she told me to lay on my back without a pillow under my head. I. This time he lifted his ass in pain and cried. But continued to say: “Thank you, mistress.”I was impressed with his devotion to me. But I continued flogging him. I asked him to count each flogs. After 49 hits, I let him rest there for some time and then landed the last one hard on his cock. There was a slight tear in the pubic area. And yet he cried: ‘50’ and “Thank You mistress.”With his every act of submission and devotion to me, I was increasingly impressed. This man was strong. I could see.