As the next few days passed, Piper had her unlit Marlboro with her at all times. Dangling from her pouty lips as she checked her phone. Between her fi...gers while she ate cereal. Pinched in her teeth when she took a piss. At the end of each day, the cork was soaked in her saliva.Quint came home one day, to find Piper making the bed with the unlit cigarette in her mouth. He said, “Well, what do you think?”Piper said, “Daddy! This has been fun!”Quint then said, “Throw that wet one away, and let’s. The hippie culture had started already but the beatnik culture had not died yet. I did what I could to not fight this counter culture but still show them to be responsible citizens. This is where I tried to guide the hippies but as yet I did not know how successful I was. My venue was not for the hippies though because I did not promote bands and singers that used drugs openly.All sorts of legal problems resulted in that other time. The authorities did what they could so another concert like. But i started to fuck on him like a slut on her toybouncing back his fat cock stretching me , moaning and having fun using his cock as a toyalone fucking and just having fun , i tried to repeat in my head not wanting to admit i was loving cock nowbut i kept bouncing back on him moaning loving every inch of it , so warm and big in my small no more shy holei cant describe how horny i felt feeling him grab me hold me and fuck me kissing my neck ''im going to cum boy''the words making me feel like. “Well? Are you going to get naked?” “I will eventually,” he said wrapping an arm around her waist. “For now, I want to make you mine.” Brian walked her backwards to the bed, causing her to sit on the edge of the bed. Johanna leaned back on her hands. “Is that a fact?” “Indeed.” He said, leaning her back and crawling over her. He kissed her fast, baiting her to kiss back. Brian looked into her eyes and kissed her again with a look of purely animalistic sensuality. Taking her hands he raised them.