And produced that underrated tribute to my kind -- "Typewriter in the Sky," of course. Subsequently he went on to found a religion, but that's a diffe...ent story.Oh, the things I've seen, the songs I've played, the scenes I've sung, the tales I've typed. Sex. Madness. Despair. Exaltation. Hot passion. Cold rage. It's a wonder my battered old hulk has survived it all.And here I sit atop rotting orange peels inside the dumpster, waiting for the trash haulers to take me away. I've seen better. I opened the door. "Can I see your identity pass, please," I asked. The girl fished in her bag and pulled out a small clam shell-shaped frame. One side held a daguerreotype image of the girl, the other the intricately printed form that identified her as an accredited member of the event service team. Security for the marriage was understandably tight. Members of the Household Cavalry were in attendance in ceremonial uniform but there were others there too, checking passes and tickets, opening. . and looked into his eyes like I was waiting for his instructions…. he then put his hand on my head and lowered it and said “suck my cock, luv”…. it was all I needed… I saw the huge tent in his shorts and pulled his cock… it was quite bigger than mine….and for the first time in my life… I kissed a cock…. he shivered… I giggled and started to take it inside my hot mouth…. I wrapped my tongue around it…. tickled the tip with my tough….and started to suck on it…..suddenly he put his hand around. "Come, darling," she soothed. "Come in mama's pussy, right in on top of the other man's semen. Mix it all up, darling--that's right--oh, Bill, you're sweet and wonderful--"And before she knew it, she was reaching her own orgasm, talked into it by her own sexy voice and the things she had been saying all this time. She was also worked into coming by the intense and erotic penetration of her husband's cock.Bending in the middle, she collapsed, dropped her tits forward and pillowed them upon his.