Bloody keyboards – the fucking keyboards do all the work. He'll blow us apart if he joins. And we all lose money, don't forget that! He'll have to g...t his share. No!" What you got against him?" asked Joshua. "You've hated him since he came. What's he done to you?" He's a stuck up little gayboy," said Zak aggressively. "He's not one of us. Doesn't join us after gigs – goes running off to his girlfriend. We're raw, ordinary – that's our band. Upper class bugger – with his fancy riffs – not our. "You mean to tell me....you're....Donnie? In some kind of sciencefiction super suit? And there are more of you? How many?" Well," I said. "There's me and Paul, Penny, Terry and Jerry, my bestfriend. I know you remember that we got jobs at that lab, and you knowmy folks and his. They're safe with another friend of ours, along withJerry's sister, so you can set your mind at ease as far as they'reconcerned. I'm not gonna tell you where they are, because if you won'thelp us, then you won't. With that he pulled his wonderful cock out of my pussy and brought it up to my mouth and shoved it inside. I could see it was all wet and shiny with my pussy juice and I did my best to clean his cock with my mouth and tongue. Then he pulled his cock out and with the head just over the right side of my mouth he aimed his cock head and cum hole straight at my left eye. Slowly he stroked his cock over my open mouth and my out stretched tongue. I could see his large cum hole and I waited for the. As it got rock hard, I wasn’t so drunk anymore and I started feeling this mix of emotions, guilt, fear, shame, etc. So I just sucked it for a little while, then got up and left. By mid-morning the next day, I was at home with my wife Linda. I had a terrible hangover and an even worse feeling of guilt.When Wayne called, my wife Linda answered. After talking to him for a few minutes, Linda said, “Its Wayne and he wants to talk to you.”I just about fainted with guilt and fear. When I got on the.