I seemed to be in control of my actions and what was going on around me. Not wanting to wake up, I was all of a sudden up on the stage, walking around..., trying to find the lady in heels. It seemed to be coming from my right, so I headed over that way. That's when I saw Britney.Standing in the wings of the stage, she was sipping on a bottle of water. Her outfit was the same as what was on the commercial: torn blue jeans with suspenders coming up to her shoulders, and a white midriff shirt that. Blake slipped one hand down along Sarah’s side, aiming to sneak a feel of her breast. Sarah broke the lip lock when his hand gently cupped her right breast. He pulled his hand away quickly.“Why don’t I take off my night shirt?” Sarah suggested. “It will feel much better for both of us if your hand is on my bare breast.”“OK,” Blake gulped. ‘Shit! Is she going to get naked?’ Sarah sat up and pulled the night shirt off. Blake saw she was wearing panties under the shirt. He didn’t care. Her two. One of your hands moved down to my pussy, your fingers found my wet slit and slipped inside it with ease and I moaned louder as you probed deeper, the pace of my lips sliding up and down your cock getting faster. I felt you get even bigger in my mouth, almost choking me when I took you deeply, and I knew you were going to cum soon. I knelt between your legs again, my pussy sliding away from your hand and leaving it covered with my juices as I lowered myself to the floor. My tits were pert and. But of course, we were not sure, because like you said, you did hide it well. And I’m not all that disappointed,” He said.During our conversation, I was not really looking at him. My eyes were cast down. When I looked up, I was shocked to see he was stroking his very erect cock. An impressive cut cock at least seven inches long.“Like what you see, Anthony?” He said.I gulped and said, “If I didn’t know better, I would swear I was looking at my own cock and yes, I like what I see.”“If you like.