Damn, those were the days. The years just flew by like fish hooked on a string waiting to be cooked, but suppertime never arrived. I’d grown tired o... waiting for my own prize fish to find its way into the bucket. The big event should have happen years ago. It was my turn to catch it. It was my turn to have good fortune. It wasn’t fair for Joe to have all the luck! I frowned at him and recast my line back into the lake from the other side of the boat. The chase never ended, I sighed and started. . I need you all up here to record the next song please?”Not understanding, they still all came up. “Mike, you need to conduct this please?”I put out some sheet music with lyrics to everyone. I got a look from the Planck’s. “I’m singing with you, if that’s all right?”Mike had my baton, and with a swoop of it, we began this Eddy Arnold classic... PAUL & CECEWhen I was but a youngsterChristmas meant one thingThat I’d be gettinglots of toys that dayI learned a whole lot differentwhen mother set me. Me, alternating between smoking my 120s andsliding an 8" dildo down my throat. All the practice had paid off, Icould take that monster down my throat without gagging. Me, stroking mycock until I ejaculate. Me, eating up all of my cum while talking abouthow I wanted it straight from the source, to feel real cocks filling mymouth and ass with sperm. If they've seen my cam sessions, that'spretty much what they've seen. Yet they seemed so friendly andunperturbed on the phone. Interesting. . It was this thing about the religion that brought her back to her senses and she threw the phone on her bed and started breathing heavily what was happening sin after sin and AHMED was the reason of it but why he himself was a religious person so why was he doing this or was he just a pretender in front of people and thinking of AHMED made her think about the DICK pic and she picked her phone again and saw it again and it gave her some weird satisfaction and she smiled again thinking what this.