I want to take your shirt off and rub my hands over the tenderness of your muscles. I want to feel you smile into the kiss. I’ll take your pants off... and grab you through your boxers. I’ll bite my lip and act like this is my first time. I’ll rip your boxers off and stroke you until you’re hard. Then I’ll put you in my mouth and suck and lick you, until you’re groaning. While I’m sucking you, you’ll unhook my bra and let it fall to the floor, palming my tits. When you’re just about to cum, I’ll. Biting my lower lip, I concentrated on dipping my cock as deep as it could reach with each quick thrust of my pelvis. Our hip-bones bumped and knocked against each other's, but it was for a good cause. I rotated my hips in a circular fashion, probing and poking her inner walls; I damned near turned sideways trying to explore her using my erection as a guide.Feeling myself nearing a conclusion, breathing faster and faster, I looked down at Ernestine's heart-shaped face; her eyes were. I bent my knees slightly and eased my cock into her waiting fingers. She grasped me tightly, then stroked the tumescent pole.“I love your cock,” she husked.“Put it in your cunt,” I demanded. It was the first time she had ever heard me refer to her sex in such vulgar terms.“I’d like for you to do my ass,” she begged.“I intend to. I need your pussy for lubrication. Put it in!” Beth pulled the phallus toward her gaping pussy, centered it beneath her vagina, then helped me ease it into her. Her. “West Side Music, may I help you?”“Yes. I moved here a few years a go and I have decided to start a band. I need to know if there is some sort of directory of players looking for gigs other than Craigslist and I need to know what deals you offer to a band buying an entire new set up.”“Wow! You sound pretty ambitious. Let me get your number and have our owner call you back. He knows everybody and is the only one that can make deals on sales of the size you are talking about.”“Ok. My name is Paul.