My wife didn’t know where to look first as they all were smiling at her and exposing themselves to her. This was her night and I knew I would be su...prised by her actions once again. When they came out for a curtain call, several women in the audience threw their panties onto the stage. Some of the dancers picked them up and smelled them before turning to face the audience with big grins on their faces. Two of the dancers beckoned to my wife to meet them backstage as they walked off the. I massaged his organ and it was only seconds before he was hard—harder than I’d seen him in years. “Ummm, judging from this I’d say it wasn’t a total loss. Now stick that big thing into me.”“Yes, Mistress—with pleasure.” Gerald leaned down and pressed his cock into my sloppy cunt. I was so lubricated between my hormonal juices and David’s copious cum, but that didn’t stop Gerald from fucking me silly.CHAPTER 4I started pulling back—very, very slowly, giving Gerald a tiny bit of freedom from. She stood bent over, weak at the knees, hands in her bag, counting; one etcetera, two etcetera… The shame threatened to consume her, but there was also an undeniable thrill. Even though she couldn’t see him, she was sure the man was there, somewhere, watching her skirt ride up, delighting in the sight of however much was on display.The next pair of benches was different, since it was set right back in a corner of the gardens and partially obscured by carefully sculpted boxwood. No doubt that. .. emptier. Not just my vagina, but all of me. Do you know what I mean?" I think so. I mean, if it's anything like I feel. Usually after I cum, the world comes back to me too fast, and I feel the hardness of the bed, the roughness of the sheets, and maybe the crick in my back. But with you, there's a space where I feel like I'm feeding on your energy, like when I'm in a hot bath, and I just want to bask." Then you do understand. Let's go for a swim."We got up and stretched, and then made our.