Pictures of me would end up who knows where. I knew better than to object so I closed my eyes and enjoyed my pussy eating blonde as she continued to w...ork tongue and fingers into me until I had to cum. My breath grew short and I heard myself scream out to my lover to fuck me harder. I was shaking when she finished me off. Now it was my turn to eat her sweat box. I rolled her onto her back and went straight for her snatch. I soon realized that her pussy was still full of cum. No telling how many. Brian moaned when his convulsing penis filled her with his torrid fluids, bathing her vagina with warm wetness, driving her even wilder. Eventually, their passion slaked, they lay in each other’s arms. ‘We…we shouldn’t have done that,’ Fran said softly. ‘I…I don’t know what…what came over me. Brian, why…?’ Brian kissed her on the nose. ‘Why not?’ he asked. ‘I…I’m confused…’ Fran said hesitantly. She was glad she had accepted his invitation. ‘Look what I’d have missed if I’d turned him down!’. At this point, I actually snuck a look at the audience – 18,000 people. I felt my knees knock a couple of times, and I went inside my head and said to myself, "Oh, no, you don't."We hit a spot in the song where the band would do a couple of instrumental solos – lead guitar and bass. I turned to Crystal and said, "Dance?" She gave me a big smile, and we started a two-step around our part of the stage. Many people in the audience applauded although my dancing wasn't very good. We did a couple of. My first orgasm with man was indescribable. I can only recount the physical nature of it. My pussy spasmed uncontrollably and with each contraction Jamal became harder, and with each relaxation he slid deeper in. This cycle only brought on another orgasm, at which I loss consciousness for a moment, only to be snapped into reality as I felt him become rock hard and slam into my cervix. The pain caused me to push in the opposite direction, but I only bounced off the couch and back deeper onto his.