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Danielle is forty-three years old, divorced, mom of one, she lives up interstate ninety, just over the state line in Wisconsin. She is a gorgeous woman, curvy in all the right places, with big round eyes that seem to stare into my soul. She likes to be called Danie that's how she introduced herself to me after my show but I knew her she had been coming to hear my music for awhile.
The first time she was with two other woman sitting at a table right up front. I noticed the hot outfit she had on tight black leather pants, with a drop shoulder top, two inch black heels. She looked like her picture should be on the cover of Rolling Stone Magazine. During my second set, I looked out into the audience, Danie was touching herself under the table, no, but yes, she was rubbing herself, being at the front table, I could see her movements under the table, strangely erotic, making my dampness grow in my panties.
Between sets back in the green room I let my hand slide down slowly over my stomach, into my wet panties, through my red pubes, to my wet pussy. Rubbing softly, caressing, making love to myself, letting my fingers play with kaçak iddaa (http://www.hemeteam.com/) with my labia. Inserting one, then two fingers inside me, slowly moving in and out my wetness growing. My other hand following the same path to find my clit rubbing it gently, my juices making a slurping sound as my fingers thrust in then out. Thinking of the lady touching herself in the front row, pleasure flowing, tingling, toes curling, screaming.
The second time I saw her was maybe a month later, this time she was alone, wearing ripped jeans and a Nirvana t-shirt, again she sat at a table right upfront. Through my first set Danie stared intently with those big eyes, I felt naked, I was of course turned on by the attention from such a hot lady, would she touch herself again? For me.
About half way through the second set, my eye caught her hand under the table, she was rubbing her crotch. Watching me, I couldn't look away, was she as wet, excited, as I was. When I finished the set I rush into the green room. Laying on the cough, exploring every inch of my body, softly touching my breast, pinching my nipples, writhing in pleasure as my fingers explored kaçak bahis (http://www.hemeteam.com/) my wetness, disappearing inside me. Slowly moving in then out my juices flowing, my scent filling the room, rhythm increased, my cute toes curled, moans escaped my lips, thinking of the woman at the front table touching herself, waves of pleasure crashed over me. When I came out for the last set she was gone.
This same seen played out time after time, as she got more brazen over time, undoing her pants, slipping her hand inside. She was performing for me as I was the only one who could see under her front table. Did she know how much she turned me on, but She was always gone when I came out for the last set.
I saw her come in and find her usual table, I had a groupie, a masturbating groupie, but I had different plans for Danie tonight. I took the stage to open the show, playing that old guitar and singing with all I had. When the set was over I walked up to her table, taking her hand, without a word, and leading her to the green room.
Securely inside, I kissed her, tongues dancing in each others mouths, as my hands roamed her body. Undressing illegal bahis (http://www.hemeteam.com/) her and laying her down on the couch, I crawled between her spread legs, her scent filling my nostrils. I licked the length of her pussy lips, tasting her warm juices. Entering her with my tongue, sucking her clit, I didn't have long between sets, I wanted to give her an orgasm thank you.
Her hips started bucking, her hand pushed the back of my head, her juices covered my face, she screamed in delight. Satisfied with my work, I kissed her, whispering "I'll be back soon, you can listen from here, enjoy the room". Taking the stage my face glistening with pussy cream.
I rushed back to the green room when I finished my second set. Seeing her on the couch fingers buried in her cunt and ass, working both holes frantically. I watched her perform for me, her face distorted in pleasure, moaning loudly, a beautiful sight. Danie's orgasm was a wonderful dance brought to a crescendo with shaking, screaming, thrusting deep inside herself, Kissing her I returned to finish my show.
After the show I rushed back to the green room to find my groupie gone, on her way home up interstate ninety. She still comes to my shows about once a month, sometimes we actually have a conversation, share a laugh, I gave her an autographed picture, she gives me orgasms between sets....
The first time she was with two other woman sitting at a table right up front. I noticed the hot outfit she had on tight black leather pants, with a drop shoulder top, two inch black heels. She looked like her picture should be on the cover of Rolling Stone Magazine. During my second set, I looked out into the audience, Danie was touching herself under the table, no, but yes, she was rubbing herself, being at the front table, I could see her movements under the table, strangely erotic, making my dampness grow in my panties.
Between sets back in the green room I let my hand slide down slowly over my stomach, into my wet panties, through my red pubes, to my wet pussy. Rubbing softly, caressing, making love to myself, letting my fingers play with kaçak iddaa (http://www.hemeteam.com/) with my labia. Inserting one, then two fingers inside me, slowly moving in and out my wetness growing. My other hand following the same path to find my clit rubbing it gently, my juices making a slurping sound as my fingers thrust in then out. Thinking of the lady touching herself in the front row, pleasure flowing, tingling, toes curling, screaming.
The second time I saw her was maybe a month later, this time she was alone, wearing ripped jeans and a Nirvana t-shirt, again she sat at a table right upfront. Through my first set Danie stared intently with those big eyes, I felt naked, I was of course turned on by the attention from such a hot lady, would she touch herself again? For me.
About half way through the second set, my eye caught her hand under the table, she was rubbing her crotch. Watching me, I couldn't look away, was she as wet, excited, as I was. When I finished the set I rush into the green room. Laying on the cough, exploring every inch of my body, softly touching my breast, pinching my nipples, writhing in pleasure as my fingers explored kaçak bahis (http://www.hemeteam.com/) my wetness, disappearing inside me. Slowly moving in then out my juices flowing, my scent filling the room, rhythm increased, my cute toes curled, moans escaped my lips, thinking of the woman at the front table touching herself, waves of pleasure crashed over me. When I came out for the last set she was gone.
This same seen played out time after time, as she got more brazen over time, undoing her pants, slipping her hand inside. She was performing for me as I was the only one who could see under her front table. Did she know how much she turned me on, but She was always gone when I came out for the last set.
I saw her come in and find her usual table, I had a groupie, a masturbating groupie, but I had different plans for Danie tonight. I took the stage to open the show, playing that old guitar and singing with all I had. When the set was over I walked up to her table, taking her hand, without a word, and leading her to the green room.
Securely inside, I kissed her, tongues dancing in each others mouths, as my hands roamed her body. Undressing illegal bahis (http://www.hemeteam.com/) her and laying her down on the couch, I crawled between her spread legs, her scent filling my nostrils. I licked the length of her pussy lips, tasting her warm juices. Entering her with my tongue, sucking her clit, I didn't have long between sets, I wanted to give her an orgasm thank you.
Her hips started bucking, her hand pushed the back of my head, her juices covered my face, she screamed in delight. Satisfied with my work, I kissed her, whispering "I'll be back soon, you can listen from here, enjoy the room". Taking the stage my face glistening with pussy cream.
I rushed back to the green room when I finished my second set. Seeing her on the couch fingers buried in her cunt and ass, working both holes frantically. I watched her perform for me, her face distorted in pleasure, moaning loudly, a beautiful sight. Danie's orgasm was a wonderful dance brought to a crescendo with shaking, screaming, thrusting deep inside herself, Kissing her I returned to finish my show.
After the show I rushed back to the green room to find my groupie gone, on her way home up interstate ninety. She still comes to my shows about once a month, sometimes we actually have a conversation, share a laugh, I gave her an autographed picture, she gives me orgasms between sets....