Each thrust slammed me up against the walls, and lifted me onto mytiptoes despite the 4" heels. The pain was worse than any I had feltpreviously whils... being fucked. It seemed to go on forever, untilsuddenly he clinched me close, buried to the hilt, and shot his wad deepinside me. He stayed embedded in me for a couple of minutes, savouringthe feeling of power and waves of pleasure. He pulled out, pulled up histrunks, and without another word, left the room.I burst into tears. Pulling the. "So, you're Brody's musician," he said as he shook Ryan's hand. She gave Brody a questioning look. He put his hands up in surrender. "Hey, Bax said it, not me." Ryan smiled and shrugged. "Well, I guess if I'm his musician, he's my hockey player." Bax laughed. "I like that." They talked for a while, greeting Lena and Obie when they showed up, and then the lights went down and No More Trees took the stage. Brody cracked up at the lead singer's t-shirt, which was burgundy with gold lettering that. I just keep kissing. I work my way down your panties and I can feel your hair underneath. You automatically spread your legs and I kiss your pussy through the damp material. I use my tongue, and starting below your pussy I lick up and down. Your taste and smell seep through to my senses.I leave your crotch and go all the way down to your knees. I kiss each one in turn. I kiss and swirl my tongue around your thighs. I alternate legs as I slowly make my way back to your pussy. Your fingers twirl. “Holy shit, you were totally right. That was the easiest damn thing I’ve ever done.”“Easier than Vector Calculus? Surely not.”She slapped my shoulder playfully and I laughed. “Okay, now where to? The book store, right?”“Yes.” I stood and she followed suit, a happy little bundle of energy now that she’d finished and gotten her stress over with. I was more calm when I followed, and she danced by my side.“Master, I think I did very well.”I snorted. “Right, what do you want?” Because she was going.