”I was happy hearing how well these three were able to share band ideas and enjoyed just listening to their banter. Lynette looked over at me and sa... the contented smile on my face and asked, “And what are you thinking about all this, my good man?”“I’m good with everything you’ve said about our band’s vocals. The fun stuff will be figuring out which songs we want to play. Will we play one basic style or will we mix things up with a selection of hard and soft rock? I’d also like to play some. ..meeting you. Have a good day."As Ben hung up the phone, he felt very confused. Just as you can feel someone smile or frown on the other end of a phone, he had felt a strong sexual tug from the woman that had just hung up the phone. An indirect come-on, just as if she was trying to seduce him over the phone. Why was she coming on to him, if she was involved personally with his brother?******"Hi dad. Well, uh..I called him like you requested." Did you talk to him?" No, he's out of town on a. "Come over here," Ayden told me.I was in the kitchenette but walked over to the bed to see what was going on. Ayden was lying down, gently stroking a raging erection."Do you want to take care of this for me?"Ayden smiled as his bright blue eyes stared at me. I, on the other hand, couldn't take my eyes off his massive shaft."Ummmm, the bet's over," I said, astutely. "I don't have to do what you say." I know that," Ayden said, "but I also know that you love my dick and want it in your mouth."I. But only his head was inside her. He soon began pushing himself deeper inside her. Chelsea gasped again, and moaned softly as he pushed himself deeper. And as much as she tried to contain it, she was flooded with pleasure. Her pussy juices were dripping onto the floor! Finally, he buried his entire shaft inside her. Chelsea couldn’t believe how good it felt. “So, you like it, huh? 9 ½ inches, bitch! You’ll probably never feel another cock like this again! So fucking enjoy it.” Mr. Jones said..