"You're kidding!" I told her. "I love musicals. I've been in several, but mostly chorus and minor roles." Did you ever dream that you could be a lead?... she asked."Dream? Yes, doesn't everybody, but even if I could do it, which I can't, I'm too old for most leading roles." Not all of them. How about Fiddler on the Roof?" Oh, God, yes! Now there's a dream, to be Tevye."Jan laughed. "I'll bet every middle-aged actor dreams of singing 'If I Were a Rich Man.'" True, but even more, I'd love to sing. Kasc mounted me, and for once I was glad for the condom – I probably would have cum if faced with her bare pussy around me. As it was she still felt astonishingly good, but nothing I couldn’t handle as I held her hips and fucked her from below. Kasc’s eye widened as I thrust upward to fill her completely. I could tell when I bottomed out against her cervix, and asked if she was OK, since I’m a little long for some people. She said she liked when I fucked her hard, so I smiled and accepted. It gets close to 5 o'clock and you start with a warm relaxing bath then get dressed but wearing your long flowing dress gives you a naughty idea to leave your knickers at home. At 8 we leave for the restaurant it's dark but warm air so a nice evening we head off through the lanes as its a star covered sky. As we near half way the car starts to slow then stop we pull into a side layby realising its empty of fuel, the petrol station is ten minutes so I walk to get us on our eyes quickly. Bored. Ian picked up two bottles of wine from our table, telling Martin to grab our glasses, “Let’s help Martin celebrate his new found success,” he announced as he made his way to the lift, as everyone else drifted into the bar.“Let’s go to my room,” he said, as he pressed the button for the 8th floor. Inside, Ian ran his finger along my thigh, “You can even settle a couple of bets that we’ve had.”” I’m sorry?” I replied. Ian laughed, but Martin hid his eyes and blushed.Inside the room, Ian opened a.