As we waited I felt her eyes on me, piercing through my barely there lace. She was fiddling with her sweater. I slid my little hands up to help her. A... I pulled up her sweater I pressed my body against hers. The warmth from her body turned me on. I felt my nipples grow hard. I wanted to see more of her so I quickly unbuttoned the top of her blouse and pulled it apart. Perfect breasts were just waiting to be revealed. I couldn't wait to play with her. The music that started playing pulled me out. She noticed when I was poking her navel while smooching.She said, my pussy is so wet need some real action since last night, she told that she was horny since we made up to meet. Put your hard dick in it, I wanna feel it inside and took my dick and placed it towards pussy. I got up and lifted her leg aside and pushed my dick inside at one stroke, She screamed, Aaahh !!! and said, “It feel so good inside in her, fuck me like a bitch, I started fucking her with rhythm, with every pace I was. So we talk for two days. She’s about a 40 min drive from my city to hers. I never not once mention sex. Never mention how big her ass is and can she send a picture e. Nope none of that for now. It’s calm no rush. She wants to be chatted up. Loves it. Gets wet over it. So she is so fucking hot she says to me” when can you come and meet me for a drink? Something to eat?” To which I always say, “ where and when do you want me there?” She wants nothing more than to suck Your cock through the phone.. But that won't happen. Not with these guys. They have no drive, nomotivation... no heart. To be frank it disgusts me. I know, I knowthat sounds really fucking pretentious and, I guess, it is. But it'sborn out of frustration. They just see the band as a thing to do; likea hobby. I couldn't stand it and that's why I left.Or I was gonna leave, anyway. Like I said, life doesn't always workout how you want it. I had gone to our regular practice spot ready totell them that I was out. I.