I knew what I felt when I performed, but I had neverseen it happen to these guys before. Of course, I usually wasn't lookingat them while we were on s...tage, either. I was happy to know that theyshared the same passion for performing that I did."What did you think?" Jason asked, breaking my train of thought."I really, really liked it," I told him. "If the others are like that,then I think we should use all of them."He laughed, but the broad smile he returned to me told me that he wasproud of the. I soon got the idea and starting rocking back and forth and he started jerking forward ever so slightly. My innards squelched and churned and after a few more strokes I needed a rest. I moved forwards but he staying in me. I moved a bit more till he flopped out. I moved round slightly and felt anal and pussy juices leaking out of me. His cock stood long, thick purple and very, very angry. He just smiled at me.“Where ya going?”“Nowhere - just a bit…. Intense?” I complained but he smiled politely. I asked him if he would like something to drink, and he chose tea, which would take a few minutes so I showed him to the living room to sit down. As I made the tea I was so nervous, I was shaking. How could I let a total stranger into my home, he could be a killer or something. I brushed the thought out of my mind and returned to the living room with the tea, and some cookies in case he wanted to eat something.“Come sit down next to me,” he said.“Sure,” I said as I sat down.We talked for a bit,. " he kept repeating. He kept making noises like he was eating something really good. "Mmmm mmm. Yes, yes." What made you want to come see an old man like me Beth.?" he stared at me as I moved to the music, dancing for the big black man.I was delirious in my erotic thoughts of being desired so much."You know why I'm here Darren." I replied."You come here to see some big black daddy cock?" he said, this time I turned and he was starting to rub the top of his dick like he was petting a cat. Not.