I did smile at Mr. Dyke and Mr. Citro, though. Mr. Dyke didn’t seem at all embarrassed. Mr. Citro nodded his head and mouthed something to me that I...couldn’t quite understand. It might have been, “Later, Mya.” But I’m not sure.Cheryl led me through the crowd of horny old men and up to the stage. There’s a set of steps on the side and we went up the stairs. I felt all of them staring at me and I’m so nervous now I can hardly walk. Hell, I can hardly breathe!Once we were on stage, Cheryl turned. Karen had stopped the oral manipulation of my cock, and instead concentrated all of her attention in gently massaging my prostate. I was no longer in any discomfort, the full-bladder feeling having dissipated, replaced by an overwhelming sensation of gradually building euphoria. This feeling intensified when Karen, her index finger still within me, started massaging my sensitive perineum. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced, and can only be described as a deep-seated and. More

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