I get serious performance anxiety.I probably played for about 45 minutes before my fingers started getting sore. My calluses had disappeared from my f...ngertips because I hadn't played in so long and I didn't want to irritate my fingers further. Just as I was finishing up my last song my sister Cara came busting in to my room without knocking."Nice playing Jeff." Cara said sarcastically. She and I always tried to get a rise out of each other. It wasn't that we didn't like each other. I think it. All is going well, I've even started rubbing on his tight, tight jeans that reveal all and leave nothing to the imagination. After all, couldn't he just be as horny as me, neglected by accident that he needed a wank? I go along with this, he's doing me a favor, and I'm doing the same for him. That's all. Evidently not when he puts his mouth around the head of my rock hard dick, and starts to suck on it intently. I can't help but let out another, louder moan than the last one, and think that. A few minutes, anyway," and he flopped over on his back between the two girls."Make her do what yuh done last time yuh fucked me and Sue. Make her suck yuh like yuh made me so's you could do Sue after yuh had me. Make her do it, Bill."His desire was blunted by the marvelous action of the seventeen year old girl's vagina but the thought of having the luscious lips of her small, pretty mouth wrapped around his cock caused a surge of salacious lust to course through his loins. "Alright, Jan. I. Pierce," the boy wailed. "I would have pulled out before I, ah..." And what if he didn't pull out in time young lady?" Susan demanded in the same shrill voice ignoring the boy. "What happens if he waits a second to long and one spurt gets in you? You could get pregnant and then what will you do?" I read that even the ah, the ah, the guy's lubricating juices is full of sperms too," Bill said in his deep, resonating voice. There goes his mouth again he thought to himself. Why did he always have.