He went back to rubbing his face over her slit and a hand rubbing his cock slowly.I was very close to cumming now, I couldn't last much longer for sur...e. I was squelching loudly and trying not to drip on the furniture.Then came what I was hoping for....my friend Jane said “I'm cumming, I'm CUMMING, I'M CUMMING!!!!”Jane's hip thrust upwards as the wave of orgasm hit her. I could see a squirt of cum hit Pete's face as he desperately tried to hold on to his bucking wife. She relaxed slightly just. None of the crew bitched when I pitched the idea to them.The guy that was doing the lighting for the band I knew well from other places. He lived down the street from me in Fairfax. It was just one of those odd things that happens in rock and roll. I had a wireless headset and gave directions to Eddie and he made it happen.I'd promised the gazelles personal dance photos for their portfolios, so they spent a bit of effort with the jumping and leaping. One of the girls had taken off her body suit. I kept on massaging both of her nylon feet. I could smell them in the air. I couldn't hold back anymore, the scent of her feet was too intoxicating that I had to inhale every scent of those pretty pantyhose feet. I grabbed her foot that I just pulled the heel off from and stuck my nose in-between her toes and sniffed away.“Ohh my!”My dick got instantly erect. Oh, they smelled fantastic.“You shouldn't be doing that! They are dirty! I’ve used my pantyhose for the 4th day in a row now...” She. The tables were covered with more dark red material. Though it matched the décor, it wasn't as heavy as the drapes. On the tables, food had been arranged with several people per table in mind. However, the food wasn't on dinnerware. It wasn't on the table cloths either, because there was something separating the food and the cloth, and it wasn't air. Lying perfectly still on each of the four tables were three women and a man, fully nude, and the food arranged on their bodies like garments,.