Stix and Bass could both see that Don was annoyed. They waited patiently for the storm that was plainly on the horizon."Just who the hell does she thi...k she is telling me to get off the cell phone and go rest? Who is the leader of this chicken outfit any way? I am. The show last night was fine. I mean, sure it wasn't our best, but it was fine. Wasn't it?" It was schlock, Axe," Bass said.Don stared at him surprised. Then he turned to Stix."Well some of us were fine, but the guitar player pretty. "I'm really not that cold, Mel, " I said, feeling bad."Of course you are! You're nipping out!" she said, and reached out to touch one of my nipples, protruding through the thin fabric of my shirt. As soon as she touched me I felt electricity go through my body like a livewire and I realized I was turned on. I'd never considered myself Bi, but I was certainly aroused. Mel must have realized it because she was beginning to breathe heavier, too. I took a sip of my tea, trying to take my mind off. He was grunting and snorting. His dick was getting harder, I knew he liked this. I took my hand off his dick and got some more pussy juice from inside my wet pussy. I immediately started jacking his cock off. I just kept stroking it, "yeah you big mother fucker. You like this, huh? You like my wet cunt juice all over your big black horse dick? I wish I could shove it right in my twat you nasty fuck!" I was talking nasty to a fucking horse for goodness sake! I was in a daze of ecstasy. At that. For some reason, it didn’t take much to get them spitting at each other. They rarely danced together more than once in an evening, if at all. The few times they had danced, it was because Vincent interrupted another swain from outside their circle trying to talk to Ulani. They speculated that Vincent was smitten.While he accepted them being with her, that was all he would tolerate. They couldn’t work out why he didn’t just court her properly. They had also noticed that Vincent didn’t spend as.