“Jacob controls all that? What am I, a puppet? I’m a little shy and I have a soft voice so sometimes no one hears me when I speak. But Jacob and I...talk, like all the time. We both choose the music we do. We talk. I tell him about what would be appropriate for us to play. I tell him what I think about the National Service. I tell him which instrument he should learn next. I tell him how I feel about performing. I tell him my dreams and aspirations. I tell him how much I love him.” She paused and. As my tongue touched the tip of your cock your hands fondled my tits. The fluid was like nothing I had ever had before. I licked and licked. The more I licked, the more delicious fluid came out. Soon I had put my mouth over the head of your cock to try and get more of this wonderful thing. I felt you thrust your hips up and your cock went deep into my mouth. I choked a little and you started to pull out, but felt my head shake. This felt so good I wanted to try all of you. I opened my throat. As I finished my dinner there was a huge clap of thunder and Monty started howling. Obviously he was frightened. I didn’t blame him as it made me jump. I opened the back door and let him inside. I also brought his bed in of the rear deck and set it up in the corner of the lounge. Then I went and had a shower. The water felt so nice and the house was quiet. Very different with my parents back home with the TV turned up loud. I guess the atmosphere got to me and after my shower I lay on the bed. Logic drains from my consciousness and I’m starting to pant. I fumble with your jeans buttons (you used to have zip-fly ones) fingers anxious to clasp what’s beneath. I’m pushing my breasts into your searching hands and appreciatively against the wall of your chest. I can’t hear what you’re attempting to whisper for the roar of blood and desire in my ears. Your mouth is so very close to my face, that’s all that matters. One eager hand hurriedly undoes the top button and pushes it’s way down the.