Their voices are urgent but hushed, like they don't want to be heard or found out. I ever so gently push the door open, inch by inch, and as I do, can... slowly start to make out what is being said."Don't stop, Ian. Don't stop fucking meeee.." is the first thing I clearly hear and I freeze on the spot, a mixture of emotions surging through me as my suspicions are confirmed. I feel as if I owe it to Ian's wife to storm in at this point, but something inside stops me. Instead, I gather myself and. First she put on a pair of light blue knickers and then sat at her dressing table to do her makeup and brush her short hair for what seemed like hours. Out of the closet she pulled a light blue party dress that I had never seen before and she pulled it on feet first. It had only one shoulder strap and was quite low at the front and I remembered that she didn't put a bra on first. I thought it time for me to put in an appearance."What do you think?" she asked giving me a twirl."Mmm, it's lovely,. I rushed home the moment rehearsal was over, barely greeting my mother as I darted into my bedroom. I quickly pulled out my cock and started stroking it, knowing that I wouldn’t need a Facebook image today.My cock grew harder and harder as Emma’s words raced through my mind. “I knew I could get you hot.” As I stroked, I realized that she wanted to tease me. I remembered her breath on my skin- her intentional breath. My grip on my cock tightened and I pumped it even faster. She was so close to. The music was just oh so groovy.After Joe Cocker was done, his band stuff was cleared and another band called 'The Who' started to perform a song called 'We're not Gonna Take It'. They did several more songs, a couple of which Eric recognized. He was just grooving. He didn't care.He looked at all the people, lots of them were grooving too. He looked at his group mates. Moonbeam and Owl were kissing, Starchild was dancing wildly, Red was laid back with his eyes closed. Dawn was sitting listening.