He seemed to freeze, but his hard dick didn't.I could see it rising and falling, rising and falling, rising and falling, dumping his loads of penis pu...dding into my horny wife’s wanton pussy, as Ana moaned in pleasure. I didn't say a word. I just turned around and went into the kitchen and got some beers.Ana recovered her breath and stood there looking at me, as cum was running down the inside of her thighs. She smiled to me and asked if I was not mad about what I had seen… I said it was fine. She was likely doing the same thing."Thank you," I told the crowd when the noise dropped to a level wherethey could hear me again. I then took Sparkle off and handed it back toTim, and then I started moving toward the edge of the stage, continuingto talk to the crowd as I went. "That song and the next one I'm going tosing for you have a special place in my heart. I got to write them withmy best friend in the whole world."I took the first step off the stage, causing the first few rows toscramble. ” She wryly grinned. “Deacon, what’s my real name? Hell, what’s YOUR real name?”“Oh, I’m who you thought I was all along, it’s just that Deacon really IS my last name. It seemed to fit, since I was operating out of a church. As for you, I really don’t know.”She held her hand out. “John Deacon, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you. I’m Rosalind Christianson. Oh, and in case you didn’t know, Carrington’s first name is Stanley.”“That fits him so well. Stuck up prick,” Deacon muttered.“Rosalind, why. She lowered her cock to me and I sucked it in and mycock became rigid as she bathed my worshipping mouth with her warmsparkling wine. I drank it all and savored every golden drop. "Gabrielle,you are taking to our life style like a duck to water," Christie said. "Ithink you're hooked." So do I," I said, "and I'm enjoying every minute of it." Well, I'd enjoy playing some golf," Kimberly said as she pulled me outof bed by my hard handle. I stumbled on my high heeled shoes which I hadworn all night.