My heart broke seeing him like this. No one, especially not someone as loving as Nate, should ever be made to feel this kind of shame and pain. "I nee... you," he choked out.I led him to my bedroom and removed his and my clothes. Pulling back the covers, I guided him into the bed and wrapped him around me - our arms and legs tangled together. It seemed he couldn't get close enough, needed that intimate skin-on-skin contact. He cried and talked and I just listened. No sex, just me kissing his. ‘I might look ok but ladies this Project BF stuff is killing me. But I am here to celebrate a birthday and forget all about it for the rest of the week!’ she replied. ‘So I hope Bonnie leaves a little bit of time for me to play with him because if there is one thing I desperately need it’s him to hold me for a little while!’ The woman’s voice had almost caught in her throat and Kel saw tears begin in the beautiful green eyes looking back at her. ‘That bad huh?’ she asked and held her friend. She saw Paul run his hand up the back of Susy’s smooth, slim thigh and over the curving ass cheeks.Watching this, seeing Grace begin to fondle her son’s thrusting cock through his pants, Peggy’s cunt went into a swift pulsation of delight.She heard a soft snicking sound and turned her eyes toward Grace and Donny. Grace had pulled the zipper of Donny’s pants down and had his cock out, running her hot hand up and down his prick, cooing about the sturdy youthfulness of his cock. She was telling. Songs, none of us was a natural songwriter. Irv could definitely create parts of a melody, as could Simon and I, but our first round of group lyric writing was utter rubbish. I had a few things that didn’t completely suck that I’d written over the years (I only come up with about one good ‘B’ side quality song a year on average) and Simon offered up for good natured ridicule his own equally small batch of treasures. We tossed everything we had into a pile of index cards, shuffled them around.