She raised her eyebrows.“Well… I… take him home.” I muttered.“And?”“We do it in front of him.”“Do what in front of who?” she quizz...ed as her hand fingers teased at the nape of my neck.“Umm, I fuck the date in front of him,” I blurted out.“Well… how fabulous,” she cried as she leant back into the chair. “And what part does hubby play in all this?”“That’s it.” I lied again.“That’s it?” She mimicked coming closer to me. “Does he not have you suck him whilst lover boy is fucking you or vice. The only person I know who has more experience with fellatio than me is James. And his experience is on the receiving end instead of on the giving end like mine. I'd just die for the opportunity to suck his big beautiful black bone. You should see it! But he is strictly into beautiful white women munching on his monstrous member." Ricky, you are making me righteously indignant." That little one with the dreadlocks? Lannie. The kicker. He's gay, too. That dude loves little white pricks. Mostly. Sorry, Sugar. Try to give me a signal if you need me. I’ll control my squee response.”“You’re a doll. Producer you say? This should be good.” I stepped up to the registration desk and gave them my name.“Oh yes, Miss Finn. Your assistant called and took care of everything. Here is your badge if you happen to be challenged, but beautiful women go pretty much anywhere they want to here. You can use our private entrance here.”“That’s all?”“Oh. This ribbon if displayed on your dress will identify. ”Oh yes! Frank knows how i’ve wanted this since the other night.” Esther pulled her legs back until her feet rested flat on the comforter, her knees pointing at the ceiling. “Sharon, slip a pillow under my hips. I want it all!” Lifting her hips Sharon pushed a pillow under her. Putting her hands on my hips she pulled me deeper into her sex. “Gawd yes! Oh yes!”She held me tight and as I looked down between us I could see my cock completely buried and the gray hair surrounding her wet slit.