"Now, now, now! Jam it in all the way!"Her heels now locked behind him, her feet scraping over the abrasive cloth of his trousers, caressing his ass, ...ulling him into her.The youth's penis was an inch inside her when he decided to plunge into her heated tunnel with one swift powerful stroke. He flung himself at her, a furious lunge of his hips that caused his testicles to slap against the bottom of his fly, only the cotton shield of his underwear preventing injury to his delicate balls. His. I couldn’t get enough as I went from one story to the next, all the while feeling hornier and hornier. I had started strumming my fingers through my pussy as I read. Each one was sexier than the last. I clicked another by Master Jonathan. It was a deliciously wicked story about BDSM. How was it that everyone did not know about this site?The feelings in my pussy were becoming more intense. This was really turning me on, and I wanted more. I clicked away to explore more of the site. Before I knew. The lead singer introduced the bass player as being a new friend of theirs who was helping out covering since their bass player had left recently. She went on to say that when the girl, Jenny, had first played with them she had blown them away with a song and they wanted her to play it for us now.I must admit I perked up and listened, I could tell she was very good from the earlier set and was interested to hear what she was going to play.It was an old Duane Eddy tune, from some American TV. “Sam, I insist you at least think about it. Maybe talk to a recruiter about it. See what they are willing to offer a computer whiz like you. I bet it’s a lot. Cecilia said her son got $25,000 for signing up, and he doesn’t have a college degree either,” she said. She had stopped me with that one.“You talking about Michael?” I said.“Yes,” she said.“Michael Milano’s into electronics not computers,” I said.“Okay, maybe, but computers are maybe more important to the Army than electronics,” she.