There was a "tip" jar at the edge of the stage and people would put money in the jar from time to time. Karen said we should put some money in to show... our appreciation. I agreed and handed her some money. She walked up to the stage and leaned forward to reach the jar. While looking at the band I noticed the drummer was watching my wife. He caught the eye of the guitar player and they both looked down at her. She was leaning forward putting the money in the jar and they both looked at one. She took my pants down and while kisses me was rubbing my cock up and down, wow this felt amazing the way she moved on my cock was almost as good as me, she wet her finger and while looking into my eyes moistened the tip of my cock, she went down my cock with her hand and with her nails tickled my balls, she noticed i wasn't fully erect, so she got down and told me to put my hand behind my back, as i did so her tongue touched the tip of my cock a very slowly she went all the way down with her. I just asked the guys to stop feeling dissatisfied in mind but distressed by the tiring body. We all were looking equally tired but somehow still dissatisfied.I asked all of them around my face pointing their cocks to my mouth. It was outrageous to have seven cocks of different sixes over your face and I felt like they formed a STAR with pointing to my mouth in from of my face. I slowly sucked and licked all the meat trying to grab every dick in one gulp which was not possible.That night of. I can't believe I feel this way. I've never felt like this before and it scares me, but I trust you, Steve, to not ever hurt me. I couldn't stand it if you ever stopped loving me."Gwen was kissing Steve again when they heard a voice. "I had to get my toothbrush and comb and stuff. Don't let me bother you, as if I could. Remember that I'm the one that's supposed to be sleeping with you, Gwen. Don't come to bed real late and wake me up, unless you want to tell me everything you were doing. Lisa.