“She sings ballads and folk music.”“I prefer to think of myself as a wandering minstrel,” Laura said.“I don’t see any problems so long as ...ou stay away from religious music and bad language,” Mrs. Paramo said.She rummaged around through a desk drawer. She pulled out a stack of pink papers. After dating it, she said, “Here you go. Just put this by your guitar case so people know that you’re allowed to play here.”Shocked, Laura picked up the form. “What is this?”“That’s a performance permit.”. ..Jay was a good friend. He'd set the whole thing up. We were at his mom's. A bunch of friends and coworkers were there. We spent the whole evening playing games (drinking games, of course,) and I just kept getting more and more horny. It was tough being single and drunk, especially when I had a huge crush on one of my friends. I had talked to her many times, but she wasn't interested. She did make sure to smear cake all over my face, though. That was fun.... and I almost couldn't stop. Noticing his possible enjoyment, Jake groaned, upping the pace of his thrusts, as Tanner came over, and rubbed his cock against Sam’s mouth, which briefly opened, as moans came out.“Fuck…he’s so tight…I’m gonna cum, and break his fuckin neck, man…”, Jake announced, to which Tanner gleefully added: “Yeah, snap him, hard and loud…mmm…just the thought of a nice pop and crack makes my boner become steel.”And indeed, the blonde stud delivered. His breathing grew shorter and more intense as his. I also vocally admiring his cock with phrases like, "I love your huge black cock" or, "It feels so good in my mouth," intermittent with moans of pleasure.They both encouraged me with praise like, "You're such a good cocksucker" and, "Keep sucking faggot."I was also jerking my rock hard cock as I sucked, especially when I was being guided by the back of my head to suck deeper. My mouth was getting very tired from forcing it open so wide to accommodate his thick, black cock. I now wanted to make.