‘I betcha this guy gets lucky all the time,’ thought John. ‘What a racket? Charging people to be hypnotized and then having his wicked, sexual w...ay with them backstage. Not bad. Not bad at all. Without having to get them drunk or high, without having to waste money taking them out to dinner, and without having to make all of that useless, stupid conversation, he probably gets more pussy than a rock star. Damn, what a sexy scam. He’s such a lucky bastard. As if he was a CFNM dancer at an. Peter started the music and the strains of Die Fledermaus gently filled the air. His eyes began to fill, as he so desperately wanted to touch her. The food was of no importance. ‘Kick your shoes off,’ was his command and startled, Jennifer did just that. He pulled her chair back and lifted her like thistledown into his arms just as the waltz Dui Du struck up. Peter’s rich baritone voice startled her as he began singing. She floated in his arms high above the Opera House and the ferries. The. I get in there and sit. A min or so i here the door open. He comes threw the second set of door and i see him come in come to me am still rock hard confussed what up but i do as he says and let him take me to the first sit down bathroom it wasnt a stall its like a room with a door and toiet/ shower its a very nice set up there are 3 of them. We get in and he locks the door and he just smiles and ask if am oka with this. I could hear my Heart pounding in my ears as i said yes, my legs where. My eyes nearly rolled backwards as I felt his cock hit my spot; most men I rode like this their cocks barely hits my G-spot, but Jake...ohlalala, I don't mind keeping him as a sex toy after this. I started moving myself, up and down his schlong while Evie did the same on his tongue. "He's fucking good," I moaned. Evie reached over and clamped her mouth to mine, "His tongue's a gem," she moaned in return. We both rode our stud until we were delirous. Jake proved himself quite the A-star stud and.