Margret pumped wildly and sucked on my knob, drawing my climax into her mouth. She reached up with her other hand and cupped my balls, squeezing gentl...y. That was it, I let go. I felt the first explosion as it shot along my cock under Margret’s hand and out into her waiting throat. She moaned with pleasure as she tasted the hot, salty jet as it spurted over her tongue. She swallowed just in time for the second and third drenching as my cock shot forth large amounts of my thick semen. I was. About six hundred of them had packed into the hall to see what was billed as our last ever concert, at least it was the last until after the trial of our bass guitarist and we knew how long he'd get.He'd go down, that much was certain, but we'd seen him go down thousands of times, usually on some little groupie after a show in our dressing room!The trouble is though, we'd thrown a pretty wild party in our hotel suite after a particularly successful gig and the police kicked the doors in just as. .. the feminized, shortened, Korean version of PaulMayfield."We are good to go, ladies," Paul said with his cute little May Youngvoice. He was, ironically, the first of Tyler's bridesmaids to finishgetting dressed, so he had been tasked with checking everything in TheBubble's foyer - guestbook, gifts table, programs, and whatnot."That took you way too long," Renee chided. "Let me guess, May: you raninto a handsome groomsman and talked him up for twenty minutes." Ten minutes, tops," protested. It was like we had talked like this before, as if this was nothing new. As the night went on, I decided to add the camera so he could see me for the first time. We had exchanged pictures and we both enjoyed what we saw. His voice made me feel like a woman instead of the wife and mother my husband made me feel like. Our first “date” as we called it, lasted six hours and ended with both of us spent and satisfied. And here we were, present day arranging our meeting. As my flight lands, my nerves.