I glanced at John lying next to me, and noticed that he was twitching slightly in his sleep. Curious, I sat up to watch him more closely, but in doing...so I disturbed the blankets. They slipped past his hips and revealed the subject matter of his dreams quite clearly. Grinning, I crawled down between his legs. Whether it was left over sexual fervor from earlier, or boldness in the dark, I had no qualms as I took his throbbing member into my mouth. It felt strange, and rather alien. The skin of. Nothing but traffic for the last 3 mile. I eventually arrived, I was sat at the side of the stage high up with a huge cup of coke. The lights went out and the screams began. There she was in her gear, her golden skin, blonde hair, and black outfit covering her tits and pussy. I had the most biggest erection ever. Time went by and I got to the backstage area. It was time to finally meet britney, I showed the bouncers my pass and allowed me in and escorted me to the one and only.There she was,. How could such a simple act be so suggestive, so… decadent?Her toes had reached his crotch. It didn’t help his entrapped member feel any more comfortable.“Are you mine?” she asked, her voice sultry, exuding superiority and promise.She smiled across the table, her fingers grazed the back of his hand.“Are you mine, John?” she repeated.He swallowed. He wasn’t sure he could speak, let alone give a coherent answer.“Arghh—yes, I am yours!” he whispered, his voice in danger of breaking.Her teasing was. We chatted for months, but as he was in a 20 year relationship and lived 200 miles away from me, it was never really sexual, just friendly. One day, he called me, devastated that his relationship had broken up, I tried my best to offer him comfort and also asked him if he would like to come and stay with me for a weekend if he wanted to get away from it all. To my surprise, he agreed to this, he was going to ride up to see me on his bike! I was excited to meet Pat at last, but didnt think.