The audience keep cheering as i spin around to flash them a full frontal view as I am naked now. then I climb on top of nikki and start dry humping hi.... I tie his hands behind the chair as the band starts the song again, no better song to fuck too unless your listening to warrent-cherry pie. next thing you know I was shimmying his pants right off and climbing on top amongst more cheers and pyro technics. that audience got quite a show that night. Nikki came twice with me riding him. no one. She was a skinny, little woman and she snaked over the middle counsel and was on my lap, straddling me. Her hard little tits were smashed against my chest and she was grinding her crotch onto my hardon like we were both teenagers.I don’t know how we got out of the parking lot my apartment but I do know we didn’t make it to the bedroom before her clothes were ripped off and I was fucking her on the couch. She was soaking wet and moaning but the second I pushed the head of my dick into her she. You’ll find someone else,’ Mom reassured me. The thing was, I couldn’t tell my mom that it wasn’t David who made me cry. It was the realization that I was getting to be too old for Dashboard Confessional and the other emo music I had grown to love since my sophomore year. In my mind I was bidding goodbye to The Get Up Kids and Jets to Brazil. Then I thought about Ben with his adolescent antics and how amusing he was, but how he would probably always be that way with no direction in his life. “Yes!” I grunted.She whimpered, thrusting back into my strokes. Our bodies smacked harder together. My jeans rubbed against her skirt. I groaned, her pussy molten around my cock. The pressure in my balls swelling, growing. I was getting closer and closer to erupting into her. I would spurt so much jizz into her. I would bathe her pussy.I would breed my daughter. She would have my baby. That would be incredible. The result of the changes I made to this world. I edited this into being possible..