So I pretended a lot, in my bed, playing with my pussy while my attractive, outgoing friend had sex. She was right, I was going crazy.Darla looked gre...t, all tall and nicely rounded without being fat, just totally soft. She had round hips, a nice round ass, big round tits, a pretty face with wavy black hair that fell sort of recklessly, like she'd just gotten out of bed after some great sex. I loved her hair and I have no idea how she made it look like that. Like she never brushed it, but it. She picked them up and without looking back, started to walk out of the studio with Bob.Bob turned and gave them a "What me Worry" shrug with a big smile. If he'd been missing a tooth he'd have looked like Alfred E. Neuman.The door was closing behind them but Bob grabbed it before it closed completely. They heard quite clearly one of the other band members yelling at Mr. Drummer, "John, your miss-placed ego and your stupid mouth just cost us another premier musician. I think the rest of us are. I called him up and told him not to let her cum. He thanked me again. He asked if I would join them for breakfast tomorrow morning at his place. I responded, “I’ll be there.”The next day I arrive at his house in the morning. He opens the door. He was clearly on cocaine. He mentioned that he’s been using her nonstop till an hour back. I’m giving her an hour of a break before the next round. I popped into the bedroom.I saw her lying to her side on the bed with her back facing the door. Fresh cum. “You look tired Charles, didn’t you get much sleep last night?” Bruce asked a little concerned.“Some but I had some things to think about.” He said as Sue walked into the room, he watched as she walked over to the jug and started to pour boiled water into a mug.“Well if you’re like me it would have been a about girls.” Bruce responded with a laugh.“Something like that.” Charles answered as Sue turned to look at them, he gave her a smile and she gave him one in return.Charles arrived at school.