He plugged the phone into the wall socket in his room, and left it on charge. Jenny decided to sleep over the weekend at their house, in Laura’s roo..., so they all drove together to and from the gigs over the weekend. The two teased him mercilessly over the ever-larger growing group of girls, which followed him to every gig they played at. The one thing that surprised him was that one of the girls asking for his signature shared a class with him, but she did not recognize him. That Saturday. You bring your hands down from his stumpy little knob of a tail to squeeze his blue butt cheeks together just to get some decent friction."Ugh...ugh...almost there." You groan. The escalating clapping sounds of flesh on flesh echo through the room."Bout time." He gripes."UNNNGH!" You cry out as you dump your syrupy sweet load deep in his bubble butt. "OHhhhhhh...snurf yeah!" You gasp.You were barely done your last pump when he stands up, your dick slipping easily from his overused ass. He pulls. I switched back to my wife, as our routine got to the good stuff, the ballet moves, which got some folks up on their feet.At this point, I was switching between the girls with every phrase she sang, ending with our one-armed spins.We all pulled out of the dance to let Celine finish the song alone. The crowd made a lot of noise when it was over. She pointed off stage and we came out to bow to her.She applauded, with the audience rising and cheering for us. I was so overwhelmed by the love of. Sara paused for a moment and said, “What if I said, yes, I would like the no sex with you part, how would you feel about that baby?” “I would still love you more than anything in the world baby,” I said. Sara paused for a second and said, “If we ever did fuck again,” she went on, “and I am not saying that we ever will. But… if we did, I would never be naked for you; I would wear something to cover my body from you,” she went on, “But, we never would fuck again, so I don’t know why I said that!”.