Should I make a move of some kind? If I just sat and didn’t acknowledge her, might she get the wrong idea? After what seemed like an age, during whi...h I didn’t take in any of the play I decided I should do something. I gently moved my hand and placed it over hers on the armrest. I sensed her body relaxing and caught a sidelong glance and a smile.After the show, a relieved Richard was buying drinks all round as we congratulated him on the great first night. By now I had my arm around Andrea’s. "I knowyou've been peeking..." she giggles. "Remember, be a good boy and hold backfor as long as you can. The longer you're nice and hard, the more cream I canrub in." Carefully holding his restrained testicles, she gives them one lastsqueeze before letting them hang heavily. She puts another dollop of creamon her finger and smoothes it into her other palm. Gripping his shaft in warmcream, she lifts the sperm-cup to his bloated penis-head and leans forward,proudly displaying her large breasts:. . not video of this, I thought. I was sure Carrie was going to blackmail me with it later.?My god?, I’m thinking then, ?WHO will be coming?, as I rack my brain trying to remember all the names on the guest list. I let Carrie make it out since I was sure she would know to include all the people I wanted to be there, and just gave it a cursory glance. I don’t continue that thought, this since I know it will ALL be too humiliating for me to deal with . . . but what choice do I have? My eyes well. "oh my God, glad he didnt get it in you! that would hurt like hell man!". I would agree.. "yeah, I know!". I told Rye that I was laying on my back the whole time and that Scotts cock was so big he could reach around to my hole with out flipping me over. And Scott was constantly kissing me and deap throating with his tongue. Amazed at all of it, Rye was intrigued and begged me to continue. Rye kept asking me "why didnt you just get out of bed man?? like...run!! ??". I confessed "I.