..”That was the first time I’d ever heard the words “deep throat” used. At fifteen, I’d certainly never seen the movie Deep Throat. And in s...ome ways, I’d led a fairly sheltered life. In others ... Well, I was about to become intimately acquainted with what “deep throat” meant.Susan bent forward and engulfed the head of my penis. She continued stroking me with her left hand while she swirled her tongue around the crown of my cock. Then she began licking up and down the length of my shaft,. I didn’t feel good, so far I had only kissed my boyfriends but not any stranger. I felt dirty as his saliva was coming into my mouth. I was still wearing my bottom pants.The show manager was rubbing his hands on my backside and my belly. He removed my bra strap from one shoulder applying a little bit of force on me to take out my breast from one side. I was trying to hide myself but his hand was pressing my breast.His pinching and pressings were arousing me but I was holding back my feelings. I. I heard him sigh from inside as well as on the phone.I hung up and waited for him to answer. I saw his shadow through the glass and the door opened. His smile stretched across his face as he pulled me into the hallway.We talked for ages, standing there with our backs against the sink, sipping on our tea. His parents and sister occasionally walked in, just to say hello and ask how I'd been. It was so comfortable and relaxed, and the Christmas lights shone softly into the room from the hallway.He. But he didn’t care he only wanted to get next door and see what could happen there. The nights seem to go on forever. Ken was up at the crack of dawn showering and ensuring he was up for the work ahead. Afternoon came and he walked next door to see what he was about to get into. As he rang the door bell he could see thru the side light a figure coming down the stairs. It seems to look like a female and he was also sure she was not wearing much. A call out from inside to come in and he entered.