" I said that only because I was wide awake all of a sudden."Where are you going then, maybe I'll join you?" he asked."I didn't invite you and I don't...know any quiet clubs up here yet," I said."Unless you like Willie Nelson there are none," Simon said. "Hold on how are you fixed for balls?" What the hell do you mean?" I asked."There is a biker bar out on the road by the county sports complex. They only sell beer and dope, but they say it is lively. I am pretty sure they won't like a cop as a. Yeah, this is what he loves to do, and having Dan as his dominant boyfriend who makes him wear butt plugs onstage really just makes him love it more. Those dirty looks from Dan mid-song are enough to make it worth it.He waits for his cue for a few more seconds, reaching down the back of his jeans to straighten the plug a bit before he fits on his in-ears and shrugs his jacket a bit more comfortably before he walks into the light and the screaming rises a pitch as he takes the mic from its. Anne ran her lips teasingly down the crack of her captive's ass. The smell of watering cunt greeted her distended nostrils as she kissed her way down the woman's ass. She ran her tongue-tip in a wet swirl around Jacqui's asshole, eliciting a low growl of pleasure. Then she stuck her tongue out and lapped it along the librarian's pussy gash.Martin sat stiffly in his chair. His prick was as stiff as his back. He may have been boiling with suppressed rage against his cruel and treacherous. " I'll give you the telephone number and directions. Just call and let Rosie know when you're coming and the place will be ready for you. I'll contact her to let her know you may be calling." Thanks, Chuck," Sam said. "You're really good to let me use your place like that."I smiled, "No sweat, the place will go to waste if you don't use it. Enjoy, my friend."We went inside and I gathered my ladies around to advise them I had to leave. All of them began complaining and telling me that I wasn't.