His red tongue came out and he slurped at the cuntjuice that was running down his side. Bonny gasped when she saw her pussy cream slide onto the pony'...s long, wet tongue. It thrilled her so much that another spasm jolted her loins and another river of cunt juice bubbled out. The frenzied pony lapped it up greedily."You like that, do you, boy?" Bonny murmured.Buck whinnied, prancing under her, tossing her lithe body around. His flanks heaved between her gripping thighs. The last wave creamed in. I danced several more with Wilma and enjoyed not only her dancing skills, but the feel of this attractive woman in my arms.She appeared to relax more with each dance and was soon leaning into me during the very slow songs.But, all things must eventually come to an end and suddenly, and surprisingly, the bartender was giving last call. Where had the time gone?As we stood up to leave, Robert stumbled and nearly fell over. I grabbed him and sat him down again, asking if he was alright. It was. . “I got your email Mr. Thomas — the one about putting on my show WICKED in eighteen months. Your idea intrigues me. To let a high school put it on before it finishing on Broadway. You must have read that a movie is in the discussion phases as well. I would like to hear a three or four song interpretation from you as soon as possible. I go out of the country for the winter holidays. Call me back to arrange a specific date you could do this, very soon. I await your call.”“Who was that?” Jennifer. I lay flat on the rug and stretch, extending my arms over my head, lengthening my legs and wiggling my toes. You stand up and pull on your pants, watching me as I take a few deep breaths and let my body relax again. Raising my hands, you take a hold of them and pull me up to you. Wrapping your arms around me tightly, I feel the rough fabric of your camouflage against my sensitive nipples. You squeeze my ass with one hand and rest the other on the back of my head, holding me firmly as you kiss.