I hold your hand as we sit, sipping our drinks and watching each other. I can feel your heartbeat through your fingertips, feel our pulses synchronize... almost flowing together. Looking into your eyes, I show you my soul, my desire, my need to feed on your lust.We stand together, and I toss some money on the table. Taking your arm in mine, we walk through the door, your backup band calling out to you to come finish the night's performance. You hear nothing but the sound of my voice whispering in. “What about you Taylor?” ‘Now, there’s one outfit I’ve always wanted to wear on stage, but I’ve never been brave enough. Miley does it all the time, but I’m not sure I’d have the confidence.’ ‘What is it?’ asked Michelle ‘This’ Taylor replied. Michelle looked at the collection of bands and what looked like a horse tail. ‘is that even a… What is that?’ ‘A harness, with holes for my boobs and everything. But I couldn’t ever wear it, it’s ridiculous’ Taylor watched Michelle’s cheeks flush and saw. She pushed her breasts together and leaned forward. As my dick went up and through her cleavage she would briefly suck the head of my dick. Tim got on his knees and pulled my ass cheeks apart and licked my ass as he stroked my balls. I held still and just let him lick me and enjoyed the sensation. This felt great but it was a bit awkward. Tim sat back down and I stroked his dick while I sucked Sylvia's tits. Then Sylvia said, “Greg, we have a special request that you can help us with or not,. “Ohhh Jeff, that feels great! Ohhh fuck yeah” she cried out repeatedly as her body moved all over. As he licked at her shaven pussy his hands reached up to feel her tits. Covered by her bra, he wished she’d take the damn thing off. He wanted to feel her boobs and better yet her nipples. If he was licking her crazily like had been, she had to be hornier then hell he thought. He grabbed at them a few more times and before he knew it, it had come off. Flesh. Soft and supple flesh, he told himself.