You already have some swelling butsome ice should help with that. Tell me where your first aid kit is andI'll get you patched up," Alex said as she ha... been leaning over hisleg. She straightened herself and looked at Craig. "You do have a firstaid kit here, right...?" Yeah... of course. Under the bathroom sink, there should be a giantmedical tote full of stuff," Craig replied again wincing as he pointedto the bathroom.Alex just nodded and waddled over to the bathroom. Craig leaned his headback. As he stood by the edge of the bed, she looked up at him, before he could tell her what he wanted, she knew. She grasped his cock in one hand and began stroking it as she ran her tongue around the head. The feeling his soft skin against her tongue caused her to reach around with her other hand and grasp his ass, pulling him closer into her as she slid his cock into her mouth. She took his cock just a few inches into her mouth, tightening her lips around it, her hand continuing to stroke him as. “Joe,” Prince half smiled.“Prince,” Joe responded, puzzled. “I didn’t expect you to come here.”“You know I’m a fan of Rhonda’s. She’s not here?”“She’ll be here later.”“Who’s the drummer?”Joe chuckled. “Jane Lattimore. Want to meet her?”“Sure.”“No poaching. She’s Eddie’s new drummer.”“Promise,” Prince smirked, lifting two fingers. Boyscout. Joe chuckled.“Jane,” Joe said into Lech’s mic. “Come into the control room please.”Jane hopped off her stool and rushed to the door. Joe chuckled.“Wow,” she. I was only 4 1/2 inches long when erect. I measured weekly with the hope it still grew. Her assessment of my size made me feel good.I encircled my cock with my left hand and reach toward the CD player. "This song, right?" Wait!" she said quickly. "I need to cum too."It was my turn to watch as she undressed. She pulled off her sweat shirt. I stared at her bra-encased tits. She stopped and looked embarrassed again."I can't believe I'm about to do this," she said... "I guess we're friends now.