And besides, I'm bored with all these geriatrics . . . So you're in a band. What do you play?" Bass," I said."You any good?"I'd studied Double Bass at...school, and later had auditions for the Halle Youth Orchestra. I told her all this in tedious detail, really bigging myself up. But I didn't mention I abandoned my music studies for the quick cash of continental shifts on the production line of the local tyre factory. Now I only rehearsed bass guitar with our band, once a week in the local. Just to be decent. She panted in his ear, uncontrolled breathing. A trail of kisses on the side of his neck, kissing his collarbone. She pushed herself up and started to unbutton his shirt. She carefully watched his face, expecting him to stop her, but he didn’t say a thing. He just put his hands behind his head and let her have her way with his body. First she traced a line across his chest, toying with a curly chest hair, then she bent over and started kissing him on his pecs, his nipples. Nick and I had hooked up a bit more, which was always exciting. We had swapped numbers, and he had promised to call me the next day. I had managed to avoid Luke most of the night, except for when I got stuck between him and Paul in the line for the diving board. He had tried to get me to talk, but I tried to ignore him, and instead asked Paul how he was enjoying the party. And then again ... between him and Rachel ... for the photographs. We whipped out our cameras, and started taking pictures.. Mike's body tensed just before Amanda felt the first splash of his hot cum deep inside her pussy. He no longer moved against her as his cock throbbed inside her but her hips rose and fell anyway, driving her to another orgasm just as what seemed like gallons of cum shot out of his cock to drench her pussy even more. Amanda couldn't stop herself from fucking Mike as her own orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy milked his cock and her cry of pleasure all but drowned out his own. They stayed.