I didn’t need to open my eyes to figure out who was licking my asshole.“Thank you, Solance,” I gasped. It was Solance’s specialty and nobody d...id it better.“You broke it,” Manny complained, touching my limp penis. “You haven’t lost your touch, girl!”“Here, drink this,” Constance lifted my head up and poked a tube in my mouth. It was wet and tart and cool. After a few swallows, the straw was removed.“Story time, Simon,” Kris announced. “My turn.”They call me Simon. My lovely ladies were Ashley. She couldnt make a sound or move, but she was fully concious and totally realized what was happening. One cock was now sliding up and down her ass, one was touching the very back of her throat and one was pounding inside and out of her pussy. That fourway didnt take long, as the guy who had his thing in Kayas mouth quickly took it out and spit his juice all over her pretty face. Seconds later, the guy inside her pussy didnt even bother to take it out before coming and shot his entire load into. It had been relatively busy at his salon for a weekday. He was ready to sip on some vodka and cranberry. He remembered the call one of his tenants put in about bathroom tiles coming up.“Shit,” he cursed out loud. He spoke to his Android Auto saying, “Google, call L-C-B-D.”“Dialing L-C-B-D,” the system confirmed.“Hello,” the gruff voice said.“Hey, LaRonn it’s Erich Hill. How are ya?”“I’m good, mane! You?”“Not bad. I was wondering if you’re off any this week. One of my tenants said some tiles are. It went well for a first dress rehearsal and the other cast members applauded as the curtain fell. That night at home Sylvie said that she was not entirely happy with the final scene and suggested that it would have more dramatic effect if they pulled off each others’ clothes. I agreed that they would try this but first of all with just the two of them and myself present. The following day we arranged to meet before the others arrived for the next dress rehearsal. The following night we managed.