It was very different to play than guitar, but before longwe were playing a nearly-competent version of "I wanna be adored".That evening I went home m...re excited than I ever had before. I hadtried to start a band when I was seventeen, but then I had to leave togo to Uni. I never met anybody else who seemed suitable there- Ididn't have many friends, and those I did weren't interested informing a band with me. I was too shy to advertise or respond to anyadverts. Then real life started to get in. Jaldi hi chacha ka lund waisa khada ho gaya jaise lund ne mujhe choda tha. Lamba, bada, mota aur kadak. Jaise jaise unka lund bada hota gaya, mere muh se bahar nikalta chala gaya aur ab mere muh me sirf unke mote lund ka muh hi rah gaya tha jis ko main chus rahi thi. Chacha ko meri lund chusai me maza aane laga aur wo mujhe aur jor se chusne ko kahne lage. Maine waisa hi kiya. Phir unhone mujhe lund chusne ka sahi tareeka bataya. Unhone apne lund ke muh ki chamdi neeche karke lund ke muh ko. * * * ‘I told you a million times that he’s no good,’ Jackie, Celine’s sister was saying the next day over breakfast. Celine had told her about the previous night when Victor was dancing with Nancy. ‘I’m not going to leave him Jackie. It’s easy for you to say because you’ve never been married. You don’t know a single thing about marriage.’ Jackie took a sip of her orange juice and scoffed. ‘I may not know about marriage but I know about keeping my dignity.’ Celine sighed frustrated. She loved. The way the lips unfurled when she spread her legs was, frankly, divine and when her stiff little clit bobbed into view I felt my third erection of the day begin to stir. For the next fifteen minutes, Candy and I watched Sara masturbate to three powerful orgasms. The first, and by far the most powerful, took us all by surprise I think. It seemed to just happen out of the blue and Sara went from a sweet, moaning girl to a wild, thrashing a****l in a matter of a few seconds. I didn't cum again.