I played it back and nodded to myself, not bad. I never tried to play a song exactly as others performed it. Take what you hear, interpret it, play ar...und with it and add a bit of yourself to it. I picked up my semi-acoustic guitar and plugged it into my amp, switched on the microphone and added a bit of reverb to the mic channel. I adjusted the mic stand's height - I never could do the old sit down and sing with the guitar thing. You had to stand, had to perform. I paused and closed my eyes. I. Her legs parted more and she hiked up up skirt to reveal that she was not wearing any panties!Her natural bush was so different than my wife's shaved pussy but somehow it fit.I reached for my zipper and unfasted my jeans. "Pull them off but leave your underwear on", she instructed.My eight inch cock was throbbing against my tight boxers. I wet spot was forming where i leaked precum as i rubbed my shaft and balls through my underwear. Her slipped a finger up and down her slit, parting the. She laughed and told me that she would have a copy of the tape when she came home."It will get you up. I promise." What happened," I asked.She laughed again and told me it would wait until she got home.It was three days before Jenny got home and while I waited for her my imagination worked overtime. My poor dick was so abused I was already thinking up excuses for why I wouldn't be able to take care of Jenny. Jenny called me from the airport and told me she would be home waiting for me when I. “Oh, God!” Frank whispered. “It’s been way, way too long since you’ve done that!”Tanya only chuckled, then sucked the whole thing into her mouth. Frank drew his breath in sharply, then exhaled with a sigh of ecstasy. “Ahhhh, yesss!”Tanya slowly backed her lips off his cock, then licked her tongue around its tip a couple of times. “Did you bring any rope?”“Hmmm?” Frank asked, her question distracting him from her cock play.“Rope?” Tanya asked. “You know – for tying things up?”“You want tied up?”.