"You're so hot; you've made me hard all day," moaned Johnson. He pulled down his trunks to show her. Pre-cum was streaming from his cock-slit, falling...to the floor of the dressing room. "My balls are about to bust, Sunny," he pleaded.Johnson's hands went back to her tits and he resumed his frenzied wet kiss. He hunched his cock against her flat belly, smearing his cum into her soft skin. His hands crept lower, stroking and massaging her nubile body until he was kneading her fine ass, and his. "You like..." The first sniggered."Please..." She said holding out her arm.He looked at her and said:"What would you do for it?" I would do anything. I make money for you. Work hard." She groaned. "Please! Just give me another shot..."The two men looked at each other then smirked. I saw them pull down their pants. Unlocking her handcuff the first man said:"First you suck my cock, whore." He said pulling her my hair to shove her head down on his cock.My whore wife hungrily took his Thai sausage. I could think of nothing else.”Baby, baby, slow down” she said, rubbed her cum from her own lips and licked her finger. Then she took me by the hand. I wiped her cum from my face as she led me to her bedroom. She sat down on the edge of her bed and put her hands on my hips. Staring at my hard cock behind the material, she traced its outline with her finger tips. She slowly untied the waistband strong and let them fall to the fall, my rock hard cock sprung out. “Mmmm, baby, nice” she said then. She leaned across and whispered to Janet who had her back to me as she wriggled that nice ass of hers to the music. She turned her head, saw me, and was about to come over when I held up my hand to stop her.Sorry, Janet. This dance was going to be on me.The girl glanced at her friend. I shook my head and put a finger to my lips.She blinked and nodded as Heather was in her own little space doing her hip swinging thing as she laughed and giggled with her hands outstretched and waving around.