The show wasn’t the highest-rated show of its type. It usually ran second but often dipped to third in the overnight ratings. We had selected the sh...ow by default.The highest-rated show had a host that tended to make fun of his guests if they came unprepared for a 20-minute monologue. I had watched his show before and I didn’t mind it when he skewered celebrities. But I also knew I’d punch him in the mouth if he tried it with me.Apparently, other people understood that about me, too. The. The contractions of my body squeezing out the cum was also squeezing Lochy's cock inside of me which sent him over the edge.“oh my god dude, keep doing that. I'll be right with youuuuuuuuuu” he slurd his last word as he made one final thrust inside of me.That familiar of warmth deep within me, returned. Lochy was groaning loudly behind me as he his body continued to pump his thick, white cum deep inside my ass.He pulled out slowly, the head of his cock making a 'pop' sound as it left my hole. My curiosity now piqued, I opened my dressing room door and inched towards the room next to me tiptoeing in bare feet. I tried to see through the slats but couldn’t get a good visual so I boldly bent all the way down to peer underneath. Good thing this was one of those dressing rooms where the door only went to about ¾ of the way down to the floor so there was a huge gap between the bottom of the door and the floor itself. I could definitely see it was a man and woman engaging in some pretty. Remind me to buy some Gothic Lolita clothes so we can listen to Black Sabbath sometime.”“Is that gospel music?”“It is to me.”Jamie nervously wiggled his toes, feeling a thrill at the memory of how they had felt in the smooth mud by the edge of the brook that afternoon. If only he’d known about the second dress, he might have been a bit less worried about getting the first one dirty and pushed his feet further in. But then Sunil might have noticed, despite the distraction of Jamie’s tongue on.