I try to get you to slip inside me, but just as you're about to enter me, you grab my hips and lift me. "Not yet,” you whisper in my ear. I kiss my ...ay down your body and I run my tongue along your shaft, then around the tip. I slowly suck and lick your cock. You lift your hips, pushing your throbbing cock into my mouth until you hit the back of my throat. I gag. Then I start sucking, hard. “That’s fucking good,” you gasp. I smile but don’t stop. I move to your balls, kissing, licking and. So, we rocked the place out. During one of the Ministry's hit songs, as i was rocking to the instrumental, there was this hot looking girl who wore these sexy black fishnet ripped stockings, with a punk schoolgirl skirt, with a dark pink rocker corset top, and goth rebel boots. She lifted her top and she flashed me on stage and did the call me hand gesture. After the show was over, i told my manager, "Yo, get this girl to come to my tour bus." So, I was chilling in my bus, drinking a mountain. We took a couple more shovels with us and started loading the bed with sand and clay. Soon I felt we had enough to start with so we came back to the smoker. I signaled Harlou with the air horns to come back too. When we both got back I saw we had enough to start with so I got my wheelbarrow and then put some wet clay, some sand and some of the grass. I had Harlou get a pail of water and I mixed the mess with my hands. I had some help from a couple other men as well. Once we had mixed it up like. What is your name when you’re a girl?” asked James. “Sophie, or Sophie”, the feminine looking young man in a short skirted suit and blouse answered. “This is Trish”, James called out joyfully. Sophie didn’t like being called Trish but while he was armed with that photograph she thought better of telling him so. James went to the bar and brought back a few bottles of beer for himself and a whole bottle of white wine for her. He sat next to her and before long his hand was on her thigh, slowly.