April would never be singing if she’d heard him enter. John padded down the wood-floored hallway in just his socks, glad for them to be muffling his...footsteps. He reached the door and delicately opened it, glad there wasn’t a creaking hinge to give him away. The sound of a soft, lilting voice filled his ears. “Strangers in the night, two lonely people, we were strangers in the night…” John loved to hear her singing; it was such a rare occurrence. April was at the sink, with her back to him. He. Her thick.bush smothers my face as I initiate a vigorous lapping of her lips and clit with my tongue. Her dirty scent makes me want her more. "Suck that pussy. Mmmmm. Love sucking my hairy, sweaty pussy, huh? You naughty man" .I mumble in agreement as I eat away with delicious desire. "I should piss into your mouth..mmm...huh...would you like that, too? Mmmmmmm." she says as she captures her breath.My hand grabs at her bush and gently tugs on it as my tongue runs up and down the length of her. ’ He took Ryan’s hand in his as they introduced everyone. Bax came over a moment later and took his turn. ‘So, you’re Brody’s musician,’ he said as he shook Ryan’s hand. She gave Brody a questioning look. He put his hands up in surrender. ‘Hey, Bax said it, not me.’ Ryan smiled and shrugged. ‘Well, I guess if I’m his musician, he’s my hockey player.’ Bax laughed. ‘I like that.’ They talked for a while, greeting Lena and Obie when they showed up, and then the lights went down and No More Trees. “What do you love best about me Randy?” she asked. “What don’t I like about you, here’s so many things to choose from I wouldn’t know where to begin” I said. “Just say what comes to mind” she pushed. “I love your sense of humor, your personality, your figure, your beautiful face, but most important, I love that you love me” I said as my voice got lighter. There was silence for a brief second as she looked at me with her pretty blue eyes. “Take me now!” she whispered. Just then she climbed on.