I had gotten the part. The first rehearsal was set for Monday. As soon as I hung up, I called Penny."Have you talked with Betty?" I asked."Yes," she s...aid. She didn't sound as excited as I thought she would. "You did too, didn't you?" Yeah, I hope for the same reason. Did you..." Of course, and I told you you would too. I thought you trusted me." Well Jesus Penny, I haven't had a chance to develop any confidence as an actor, especially as far as thinking I got the role despite what anyone might. Each thrust of my mistress plunges the thick shaft of her black cock deep into me, pushing my nose and my mouth against the soft, warm, slippery slit of the petite slave in front of me. My own cock is trickling a thin stream onto the floor, as my mistress every third thrust reaches around and squeezes the head of it gently and then spreads my own lubrication onto my shaft. I begin to think that I too might actually cum right here, right now.Suddenly I feel the girl draw deep breaths and her. I’d been to her house before. It was grand, Georgian and rather bohemianly adorned with tapestries, art works and curios. “Be here at 7." When I got there, the outer door was open onto a small porch with a tiled floor. The inner door, its top half of frosted glass, was closed and a little hesitantly I rapped on it. I waited for what seemed an age before her distorted form appeared the other side of the door."If you don’t say the right words, I’m not letting you in nor will I ever teach you. She grabbed his towering erection between her thumb and forefinger and guided it gently into her pussy as she lowered onto his lap. Joe moaned as her hot juicy hole slid down his length. He grabbed her ass as she gently rocked back and forth in his lap. Robin used the chair to glide back and forth and spin in circles as she fucked Joe. Her long dark legs twined around the back, heels hooked together, as she spun the chair around and around leting the centrifugal force drive Joe’s rod deep.