After Magna and I wound down from our fucking the two men watched her in the shower with me, her hands all over me, tongue kissing me, whispering to me loud enough fro the two men to overhear, “I want your erection as big and hard for my husband as you were for me while I watch him give you a head job. “By the time we were twenty-one we had learnt there was lots of extra money to made after the shows. Teasing me, edging me, as I fought to hold back my orgasm. “My husband and I both have a thing about size. I can still recall the circumstances of how it came about. Are we on the same page Michael?”
Then another costume for me, just a tiny black string bikini, no crotch, my now ten-inch erection and balls poking out of it at ninety-degrees. Magna’s hands behind her head, sliding her wet cunt up and down my erection, expertly using her cunt muscles, squeezing them against my erection.
