Her mouth hung open in shock, staring at me as I stroked the belt through my fingers. The principal, behind her, grabbed the back of her head and made...her look down. A long, dirty moan left her mouth as she examined the bright red ‘CUMSLUT’ written across her tits. She looked up into my eyes with a wicked grin pulling at her lips. The surety left her gaze as I dragged the leather article over her throbbing lips, a plea barely masked behind her hooded eyes. I placed the palm of my hand on her. .. that includes my road manager, my assistants, the musicians that travel with me, the crew that sets up my shows and things of that nature. From a performance standpoint, the number of people that answer directly to me numbers less than 30. The rest answer to the label and are under no obligation to consult with me on anything. This includes booking me for shows, my concert schedule and which of my songs are released to the radio. For instance, I had no say in making this time a stadium tour.. I thought I was going to throw up. But, then I felt someone else grab my legs. I didn't know it was someone different until after a little while. I could tell his hands were bigger and his thing was huge. I thought it was Lucas but I started to realize it wasn't. I started to panic when he penetrated me. He was a lot bigger, it felt like someone trying to shove a shampoo bottle inside me. I was in a panic and started to scream and twist around. I pushed the blindfold off and stared at this big. I kiss it then pull it down. Under her skirt I start to play with her pussy. I massage it with one finger, then two. I dart my tongue in and out and start to spin it around. I kiss her clit and lick up and down the inside of her pussy lips. I run down her taint, and kiss her asshole. It tastes so sweet. And she I kiss back up to her pussy. I spend my time making out with Madison’s cunt. “Oh yes it feels good, so good, yes.” She screams out as I eat out her glorious pussy. “I’m gunna, yes am.