"I want to be a music star" Bob says. "Yes, master or missteres" Beldazarr says. Did he just say missteres, Bob thought as the mist flowed over him. When the mist now pink clears to show a basement recording studio. A big man is behind a switch board says " Ok, sweetheart, give me one more take". You look down at a sheet of music. A song call love me all night long sits their. I lean over putting my lips near a mike and open my month and sing in a sexy female voice "Diner is eaten, dishes are done, You have all night to love me right. Remove my top, kiss my breasts, then up my neck to my chin, kiss both checks, then my lips. Play with my ears. You have all night long to love me right". The song goes from their next line is about pulling down my skirt, Take off my panties, rub me good down their and so on. By the third line we are deep in pleasure from sex. When the song is over the man says" good take Bobbi". I steep out of the booth. My hips sway to keep my balance on my five inch wedge heels, my breasts jiggle in my 34c cup bra. A pass a mirror, it shows a pretty face, long bright red hair, bright pink lipstick and rouge. I run up stairs, a man in his mid twenties hands me a pile of mail as he kisses me. "High babe, have a good recording session?" he says. "Got the song done, invite to a block party, Check for a interview, phone bill" You say. We head up stairs to a bedroom, I drop my heels, unzip my skirt, take off my top and bra. Rex, my boyfriend rubs my back from my shoulders to my but. He tickles my cunt making me wet and horny. I turn around and pulls him into me as we fall on to the bed. We kiss and start wiggling together. Bobbi comes time and time again as she rides wave after wave of pleasure until his own pleasure causes him to come inside me. "Should we go to the block party?, I have not even meet the nabors and I have owned this house for six months" I ask He runs his fingers thru my hair and says " That would be a good party if that chief that lives a crossed the street will be their" he says.