It was all my parents directing that part of my life. I was working a full-time job when other kids my age were playing with Barbies. Music and writin... were my escape from that life. So when I got the chance to do my own thing, I chose music. So this… this is the real me, the real us. Ben and I write about real life, real feelings, and we all love what comes out. Let me ask you; what music drives you?" Well, my dad listened to a lot of classic rock, like AC/DC, Zeppelin, and Nirvana. I always. I push a little harder. Okay, I think that's fine. She's relaxing again. Still troubled, though, and confused.Damn, this better be all I need to do. I don't want to mess with her head any more than this.Amazing the wonders a hot shower does for you.I even manage to get over my guilt. I had to get in her mind again. She got real skittish when we were in the house alone. I had to kinda keep my distance from her. Even then I had to suppress her urge to call the cops.Okay, in and out. Shower, a. “Is this what you want Mark to do to you?” I asked, slowly pulling her towel to the side and exposing her breasts.“Make me cum,” Sonia demanded, pulling my head to her chest. I carefully and slowly kissed her neck working my way down to her breast, kissing around her light brown nipple before sucking it in my mouth and biting gently. With my free hand I pulled the towel around her waist to the side, exposing her warm cunt. I reached between her legs and massaged her gently, and she opened her. 'Dry your ass off and get back out there on the bed and enjoy the rest of the night,' with that Blake left the shower. I dried off and carefully made my way back to the bed, laying down gently on my side. Blake moved behind me and rubbed some lubricant into my aching butt hole, I flinched as he poked his huge finger into my anus. I knew that the next thing to invade my aching anus would be his huge cock head. Blake steadied his self by placing his hand on my hip and forcing his large cock.