"Oh fuck no. I'm an aerobics instructor, I've got my own studio in Pakenham. I just come here to cook breakfast and play 'Musical Cocks'." 'Musical Co...ks'?" Vikki was confused."Yeah, we've made it a kind of a rule that women aren't allowed to sit on a seat, they have to sit on a guys lap and if he's got a hard cock stick it up her cunt while she takes a couple of bites from the plate in front of her before she moves onto the next lap." She looked at Vikki earnestly. "But of course under the. I'm straight, well as far as I know, and I don't care about that either. In a few minutes we're kissing and her fingering me, she put me on the couch and took off her pants and panties and shoved her pussy right over my face. I happily licked her to always wonder what pussy tastes like. She basically humped my face, before I felt how she shook and she almost fell on me from the orgasm. I took this as my chance. I laid her down and positioned her pussy over it to provide lubrication, since it. I tell her I dont know. She hesitates ... continues to suck me, then marks again a time of hesitation and said to me: "ok if you think you can cum faster, we can do it without cundom .. You look clean but you have to swear you have no disease "Shocked by her proposal, I answer her that i dont and that I did a test recently but I hesitate to accept because of her job I tell myself that I take a big risk. She tells me that she does a test every two weeks and she has never offered it to other. It flowed through the halls like magic. The piano, as grand as it probably was, was only the instrument. I knew this music was borne in the heart and soul of the artiste at the keyboard. My first instinct was to head directly to the living room to meet this person, but my host had different plans for me. My name is John and I like to think of myself as a musician. I play at playing guitar. I wish I could say I was of the same caliber as Eric Clapton or Neil Young, but I can only say that I.