He raised his head and looked down his body at me. I had the strangest sense that he wondered what I was up to, but was resigned to seeing whatever it... was through. The feeling of my mouth returning to his cock was not a feeling he was about to complain about.I was settling in for a good suck of Preta’s cock while tied to Wolf when I felt a hand on my ass, then a glob of a cool gel spread over my asshole. When a finger went inside, pushing the gel into me, I pulled off Preta’s cock and looked. But still can’t control myself and keep on looking her boobs and ass and she was wearing a white saree and looking totally sexy…..she noticed me watching her….and she called me and again yelled and then asked me to come to dressing room and I was in cloud nine as and I was dreaming of fucking her hard…. When I reached the dressing room she said ‘I know what your are thinking about me right now and its not gonna happen do your work ‘ and threatened me but I cant control myself and hugged her she. I knew exactly where his cock was,” she emphasised her words carefully. “The pleasure on her face is exquisite. She seems to be in heaven, a highly aroused version of heaven.”The pianist’s words were spot on. If I had to place a bet, I would say she was about to come in about thirty seconds, maybe less.“Let it happen, let him see the pleasure you are receiving. Tell him how nice his cock feels.”The pianist was urging her on; pushing her on her journey towards sexual bliss. I think, from what I. She would be rubbing her sexy ass up and down his cock while his hands where running up and down her sides, just brushing the sides of her tits at first. My wife would have her eyes closed and smiling. As her ass rubbed, I would see her dress slowly moving up until I could tell that his cock was rubbing her lace covered ass crack. It would make my cock hard. Next thing I would see is him fully cupping her 36D tits right there in pubic. Fuck I would be so horny.The song would end and they would.