Eve, emotional tears running down her cheeks, and I stood and sang along with them. The evening concert came to an end and the applause for the Conduc...or and orchestra, carried long after the Conductor had left his rostrum. To cheers he returned and picked up his baton again. I had no doubt that the encore was arranged well beforehand, as the orchestra easily went through the opening bars of 'Jupiter' from the Planet Suite. It has to be one of my favourite pieces. The combination of Holst's. "Get on your hands and knees and come suck my cock."I get up slowly. Seductively stretching, my hands rubbing over my generous breasts. I like to touch them, to feel them. I position myself on my hands and knees. My mouth opens and I lick my lips slightly.My master brings his cock to me and I slowly kiss up the length paying devoted attention to every part. I start to lick the head and I taste a bit of precum. It tastes so good.I sense that my master is becoming impatient so I wrap my lips. She had plenty of time for second thoughts and she woke up a few times in the middle of the night in a cold sweat of indecision, wondering whether she was making the right choice.However, although her life situation was unlikely to change for the better, her resolve to take what would be a life-changing step into a wholly different future than she had imagined possible was no longer made entirely out of desperation. The memory of her massage and the previously unimagined level of ecstasy that. It was after two in the morning, and most of out guests had left, I was very drunk and it showed, but continued to drink, and this man was offering me more, actually more than more, I think it was a quadruple tipple of hard alcohol, enough I a sure, to make me drop into a position, where he could relieve himself inside the hostess, and I took the drink and swallowed it, handing the glass back to him with a wry smile on my lips, 'Same again, I am almost there', I said, and reached forward,.