I smile even bigger at my accomplishment, and give Tommy a hard smack on his right ass cheek. “Aight dawg—ur done”I grab a towel from the patio ...able and toss it to him to wipe up with. Not caring about my own mess, I just grab my jeans and packing the monster down the right leg, button up. “Wanna beer”? “Ya—fuck ya—thanx dude” Tommy replies, still huffing and out of breath. I walk into the kitchen and grab two from the fridge along with a bag of Frito's. We sat at the table in silence, just. Her teacher was a bassist, and came highly recommended by the staff at the school. She had no idea that the lessons were to cover far more territory than music.She had heard rumors that he was strict, but also supportive in his role. The first lesson was rather un-eventful. He was polite, and offered her some suggestions about phrasing melodies and creating solo riffs.It was only at the end of the second lesson that he came to her side and told her to sing from her diaphragm, not her head. She. I looked forward and saw that Dyland had moved in front of Max and put his own organ in Max’s mouth. I had never seen it before but I now realized that Max was definitely gay, he had two cocks in both of hi wholes and he was loving every feeling of it.“it feels so good,” I blurted out.“Your so deep inside me, push harder I want to feel ur balls slap me.” He said. I took the cue and started to slam into his backside and heard him grown harder and harder.“man im getting that feeling again, like. .”“He’s your Uncle O’s son?”“No -- his mom was my mom’s sister. He lives with Uncle O now, though. Daymon is fourteen and a computer whiz. He’ll help me set up a Facebook page and a website, and we can post some MP3s. Uncle O thinks I should include recordings of some of my other repertoire -- some pop and jazz tunes, in addition to the gospel songs.”“That’s a great idea, Aja. If you’d like to come by the station.”“Are you working tomorrow?” she asked.“I am, indeed. Do you still have the phone.