Finally the lest ebbs died down. Her insides were melted, d****d around him, still massaging his pouch. He was shivering, as if cold, but she realised... it was pleasure rippling around his body. He seemed to be asleep already. It was evening when he felt her blissfully close, her soft breath on his stiffening rod, before she took it in her mouth. A gasp of pleasure was followed by a deep moan as she bobbed her head half way down, her lips fastened, feeling every groove. With her free hand she. It was painful at the time but thefeeling afterwards was so strange. My skin felt much more sensitive andI became very aware of the rough touch of clothes on my skin.Sam loved my smoothness and lack of a scratchy beard when we made love.Boy did we make love.The voice coach was good. She showed me that it was less about trying totalk in falsetto. The four main things were talking from the head andnot the chest, getting more lilt and song into my speech, how I phrased,and the words that I used.. Jean quickly dropped to her knees and unbuckled their pants as their cocks sprang out. Their cocks were incredible, both very long and thick, about 8 and 9 inches, and each one hard as a rock. She excitedly took turns sucking them as they stood on both sides of her running their hands through her blonde hair. One by one she licked the length of their shafts and took them into her mouth and then licked their balls stopping only to look over at me and wink and smile. I took out my own cock and. Still, more than one time I would find myself fantasizing on how it would be to make love to her after she fucked some one else. Some how I wanted to see her fuck while I just watched. Some times, during our love making I would conjure these thoughts and come in a matter of seconds. At the beginning I did not say anything to her, but after a few years I brought the subject. It seems that I was not very tactful for she became very hurt and cried her eyes out. She simply though that I did not.