He was a very skilled guitarist. He had been playing since he was 13 and loved it. His fast movements on the fretboard were going to make him famous s...me day.He put his guitar down after about an hour and went to his bed. He began trying to make himself tired anxious for the next day. He wanted that girl so bad. He began thinking about her nice ass and that incredible body. His cock grew. He took his dick out of his pants and began moving his hand up and down on it."Mmm yeah.." He moaned. His. Her ass and pussy were perfect, and she was quite obviously aroused. Clear liquid dripped from her, and ran down her smooth legs."Sample something she's not given to you yet." She said, parting her labia with two fingers. "Take me fully, and give me what is, for this one night, mine." As he got behind her, she said. "And for this night, that is yours, as well, remember that."He positioned himself at her opening, and her fingertips played over the head of his cock. "You need not be gentle, my. "What the hell's going on there?" a female shouted at me. I recognized the voice. It was Vera."It's been ... hectic here, Mrs. Tucker." Victor? I didn't mean to yell at you. One of my servers hasn't shown up. Please tell Elizabeth that I need a replacement and I need her right now.I glanced at the clock as I put my hand over the mouthpiece and whispered the message to Elizabeth. It was eleven-forty-five. Had we been making out that long?"Ask her who didn't come in," Elizabeth said."Mrs. Tucker. She gazed up into his eyes, adoration on her face. “Please let me do this, Mike. Please.”“I...” Mike stared at the woman in his tub, the one who radiated warmth and safety. For the first time he could remember, he had become lost in the moment, the slight heat of her breath teasing the head of his swollen dick. Gone were any thoughts of his childhood, the house, or what had happened earlier. Her eyes were shimmering pools, glowing with an inner light of their own.“C’mon Mike. Let’s do it right.