There had to be some way to drop a piano on a bitch. Or just a real big safe.“Hey,” Elizabeth approached Owen’s table. “Another girl? Pretty t...o. I’m Elizabeth, I fill this goof full of chicken fingers.”“Tamm--Tamara.” She turned her head over her shoulder to smile at Owen deeper in the booth. “Old friend.”“OK.” The waitress smiled. She looked over Owen. He needed a haircut, maybe a shave, or a few full months without one. “How’s the wrist?”“Collecting fans.” Owen waved the cast. Elizabeth saw. The other, she had been pretty good in bed too, though at the time I had very little experience to compare that with. When you're thinking with your dick rather than with your head half of the time, you tend to overlook all the little annoying habits a person has. And if they're small enough, eventually you become used to them. With Andrea however, they weren't little, and they DID bother me. So much so that it had been one of the reasons we'd eventually grown a part in the first place.But once. Her tiny breasts jiggled up and down delightfully. Andrew reached up and tweaked her nipples, and she growled deep in her throat.“Pinch them, Andi, hard, hard,” she gasped. Andrew pressed them as hard as he could between his fingers. It must have hurt, but Robyn just begged him to squeeze harder.He was doing his best to hold himself back, but he realised that his cock was going to erupt pretty soon.“I’m gonna come, Robin,” he managed to gasp. She smiled, and raised herself up, letting his. We fucked for ages making her cum many tomes before I cum all over her tits. We had our do and ended up on the same table and arranged to sleep in her room that night. The night carried on and Jenny my manager was pissed I followed her out to get some fresh air, we chatted she was thanking me for my help but didnt know how to thank me, I said well a blowjob would do the trick,she agreed to my shock.As we found a quiet corner and she got on her knees and unzipped my trousers to pull out my thick.