He stopped dating the phony A-list girls, stopped wearing the fancy clothes, and his hair became shaggy and tousled. Fortunately for his music, and un...ortunately for his personal life, his undeniable talent for the guitar and his good looks kept him on every girl’s sex list and kept his tour booked solid. After taking a break to record some new songs, Jake hit the tour circuit again – this time with a bluesy edge to his music. Critics and fans embraced the new Jake, and his new sound opened. Her tight cunt’s contractions and muffled, embarrassed moaning pushed Daniel over the edge, as he unloaded rope after rope up inside that hairy, fiery furnace of a pussy. Turning her over and pulling out, Daniel instinctively shoved his massive dripping cock into her face and lips, expecting a welcome open mouth to suck the final drops from his veiny monster. Instead, Susan’s guilt had rebuilt and her sexual shame had returned as her orgasm subsided, and she recoiled at the thought of taking. This was ecstasy. Pure fucking ecstasy. The bulge in the groin area of his trousers was more prominent than he had ever known it. What was it, he thought? Was it because a beautiful woman with all her wares on display stood before him? Or was it because the beautiful woman in question was his employer? Or was it because the lady of the house plainly didn’t want to be standing before him, nervously showing him her nudity? A combination of the three, he decided. “Reach back and get a sofa cushion. I reach my hands around his neck and pull him closer to me. He fucks me hard and fast as he kisses my neck. My breathing quickens and I start moaning. I know I shouldn’t be, people could walk in at any moment, people could probably hear me in the gym. I can feel his cock moving in and out of me in long, deep strokes. My nails dig into his back, trying to get a hold of myself, but my body isn’t listening to me. I’m completely caught up in Tyler. I start breathing faster and then I feel it. My.