I turned and walked into my living room and sat down on a bar stool. “Where did you go?” came the return text. “I had to go pee,” I replied. �...��Well come back,” Jim texted. I slipped back into my kitchen and stood against the wall, sipping on my wine. “Nice,” Jim texted. “Sweet dreams,” I texted back, as I walked to my window and closed the blinds. “Don’t leave me now,” Jim texted. “I have to go,” I replied. I was so turned on by my little show, that I had to dig out my favorite little toy and. He f***ed me to swallow his semen and I tried to continue to incur my head away, I did not succeed. Sasha came too, stuck his dick in my mouth and said he would have to pee and peed in my mouth. It f***ed me to drink. My hair was completely soaked with pee. Frank gagged my mouth so that I could not scream. I wept, but no matter where it was. Both only said that it is for our security, because it hurts like you could do. I just please, please do not think. Sasha lay under me, he pushed my ass. I started to fuck her gently, taking my time as I kissed her bare shoulders and neck, my hands reaching forward and pinching her nipples through the soft, thin material of her dress. ‘Oh fuck, Mark, that feels good,’ Sarah whispered grabbing hold of the guard rail and pushing her bum back against me. I thought I heard something from the neighbouring balcony but I was too busy concentrating on kissing Sarah’s neck as we fucked to give it much thought. I felt Sarah stiffen under me and stop. There was thunderous applause that continued as, now wearing her robe, she came back on the stage to take her bows. Now there were cheers and shouts of approval as Jennifer smiled, waved, and left the stage. Since hers was the last act in the show, the house lights came up and the crowd noise started to increase in volume. Clearly, many in the audience were talking about the performance they had just witnessed.Then Bill looked at Ali and tried to glare at her but without success. "You knew she.