Why? Because punk rock, that’s why! Even the washed-out fifties rug bass strap only added injury to this blatant insult to the eyes and yet he pulle... the stunt with his trademark knowing grin.He crouched to grab his PET water bottle he had re-filled with can-beer. “Only water bottles allowed on stage,” the club manager had said. Needless to mention, this had not prevented Ed to get his habitual piss-warm stage beer. No good punk shows were ever played sober.As he toasted to the audience, one. When his cock finally arose to attention, the lovely woman gently kissed it, licked it and finally sucked it until he had a happy ending.He let sleep envelop him with a contented sigh.In the morning, the same black haired beauty roused him from his sleep in a luxurious manner. Taking his cock in hand, she escorted him to a private shower where she produced a loofah and scrubbed his skin with bracing strokes. Feeling revived, he returned the favor, knowing where the wet foreplay was leading.. She managed to twist around and jab her knee into his groin causing him to finally let go of her arms and hunch over, groaning in pain.Leia started to run, but Seargent Tork's reflexes were much faster than her. He grabbed the tail of her poncho and jerked on it, pulling Leia back until she fell on her ass. Landing on a pile of branches, Leia groaned just as the Seargent approached and slapped her with his large black gloved hand. She fell back into the leaves from the violent strike. Tork. You’re the main reason I’ve been coming in here lately. I come just to talk to you.’ ‘I was beginning to wonder why you needed that much incense.’ She grinned, dropping her hands to her hips, where she tugged on her belt loops again. ‘Well, yeah. I didn’t want you to think I was some freaky guy stalking you. So I’d always buy something – and well, on a student’s budget, I couldn’t exactly afford a new book every time. Even the incense was getting a tad expensive – so I had to say something, if.