Dan picked up the lacy panties and stuffed them in his pocket before heading out the door in search of Cindy. Looking up and down the hall, he could see no trace of the athletic brunette.
Dan made his way over to the elevator, hoping to find someone to ask. When the doors opened, he couldn't believe his eyes. He had found Cindy, but she wasn't alone. Another trumpet player, Jake, had his pants around his ankles and his cock buried deep in Cindy's cunt.
"Oh, hi, Dan" Cindy greeted him. "Why don't you join us?"
Dan stepped into the elevator as the doors slid shut behind him. "Um, you left these in my room," he said, pulling the panties out of his pocket.
"Oh, mmmm, keep them. I doubt, oooh yeah, I'll be wearing them much, ah.... this trip anyway" she replied between gaps of pleasure. "So Dan, going down?" Without another word, the brunette began unbutton Dan's pants, stroking his hardening cock through his jeans. She slowly unzipped the fly and slid Dan's pants and boxers down, grasping his rod in her hand. Gently, Cindy began stroking his cock, bringing to full attention, all the while, Jake pumping away in her snatch.
Cindy pulled Dan's cock into her warm, wet mouth, teasing the head with her tongue, licking circles around the tender, swollen mushroom of Dan's dick. She forced more and more of Dan's cock into her mouth, sucking him again just as vigorously as she had in his rooms moments earlier. Her own skills and attentions were augmented by the thrusting of Jake, bouncing her head forward and back with his own movements.
Dan's hard cock slid effortlessly in and out of Cindy's mouth, dripping with spit and throbbing in pleasure at the work of her tongue. Suddenly, she pulled Dan's cock out and pushed herself away from Jake.
"Alright boys, let's get serious" |