Miss Floit said, "Who was singing that song of yours, Jeff?" You're going to have to make at least one guess?"Her voice came out as if she did not bel...eve what she had heard. "Was that Debbie Reynolds?"The girls jumped up and down cheering so I guess I didn't have to confirm her guess."Did you sell it?" Yes, but it's entirely on commission. The more popular it is the more I make. You were the one that helped me most with my songs and I thought it fitting that you hear it first or at least after. " No," I gasped. "He'll love it, he'll want it." Line my cock up and push right in."I was grinding blindly against him, hot and pounding around his fingers. "Yes, fuck--" We'll let Paul watch, maybe even touch--" Fuck--"Jesse's fingers were gone all at once, and I moaned in frustration. He pulled me to my feet, then pushed me down on the couch. I jutted my ass back hungrily, my pussy tingling with anticipation. I felt the heat of Jesse behind me, the brush of his bare cock against my sticky. ”“Your sister is hardly fat. I’d love to be with her. I hope that doesn’t piss you off.” As I said that, I was kneeling between her spread legs, and was watching my cum ooze from her gash. I couldn’t help myself, and leaned down and started licking my cum from her.“Oh Damn, I can’t believe you would eat me like this. You are so fucking sexy.”I gathered in a mouthful and climbed back up on top of her and fed her the cum. Her mouth was hungry for it, and licked and sucked my tongue into her. She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light. She was in an unfinished basement. The floor was bare concrete, the ceiling was exposed, some framework for walls were in place but with no drywall covering it. There were extra coverings on the bare concrete walls in places, probably concealing window wells. There were only a few bare bulbs on the ceiling joists for light, but some work lights were in place around her to keep that area well lit. She was sitting on a bare twin-size mattress on the.