With him was a tall slender woman of about our age (about thirty), even at first glance she grabbed our attention, and in an instant I knew what all t...is was about.Her name was Faith; she was a singer, a high soprano, also of operatic inspiration and training, who had seen last night's Baltimore show, loved us and wanted to get her foot in and see if we were in the market for a backup singer. No one seemed opposed to this, and as we had just a short drive to tonight's show in DC, we could. I breathe heavily in anticipation and then in one smooth motion, he thrusts himself all the way inside me. I gasp for air and then let out a grunt followed by whimpers. It is on the border of pain and pleasure and feels amazing. I wrap my arms around his back and dig my nails into his skin. I try not to but I let out a long steady moan. Chet and Stacy both look at me. Stacy smiles and then goes back to sucking Chet’s dick. It feels so good but I want more. ‘Faster… harder.’ I grunt, still. I try and pick out which male actor I would be and just insert my wife in the role of the sausage sandwich. My cock gets hard and uncomfortable as I have to shift it to allow it to freely become erect. I’m not sure if my wife saw me or she noticed how intent I was looking at my laptop but I hear her speak. I don’t have the volume on so I was sure she didn’t hear anything. I’m not real sure what she said as I am ripped from my fantasy view of her getting pit roasted. I stammered a “Huh?”. John and Kathywere feeling frisky and although I have to admit, I wasa little sore from the night before, I've never said no tosome good sex. I'm a very sexual lady and don't rememberwhen the last time was that I had too much sex.... lol Likethat has ever happened. Nope!So almost as soon as my eyes opened Kathy said, "hello sexy" and since we'd been sandwiched in the middle of ourtwo guys all night it wasn't much of a reach for her to lay along, hot, kiss on me which I returned passionately..