The band guys were playing around with "The Lady is a Tramp". Something was up as not one of them would even glance my way. You could tell they were o...t of their league with the music, but were really trying to get the flavor of it. They kept degenerating back to a blues theme that wasn't far from jazz, but more blues kept creeping in the longer they played.Bonita had a couple of extra keyboards out and told me that I need to be the bass for everything today. She told Lisa that the two of them. Huh? I was at a loss. Was I using the wrong word in the local trade-speech? How could someone not know why they should listen to a Lord? Was she deliberately defying me? But as I gazed into her eyes, I saw neither ignorance nor defiance. This girl just saw no reason why she should lie down when she was perfectly capable of standing.“So you’re the one who killed two of my warriors I take it.” It was more of a statement than a question.“It should’ve been three,” she responded. "OHMYGOD!! Ethan! Ohhh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me baby!" I squealed in joy. Ethan sported an admirable size cock for a boy his age. In fact, at seven inches long, he was bigger than Warren, who was only six inches when fully hard. And Ethan felt bigger in circumference too - or I was just exceptionally horny that day (probably a little of both!). At any rate, his cock felt so good sliding in and out of me. I felt every glorious inch of him too - every bump and ridge - as his cock stretched me and. Up you get and stand and face me,” she said, removing her hands from the girl’s back and sitting back in the high-backed chair.Slowly, and carefully, Zofeya Caldwell got to her feet and rubbed her eyes before looking down at Pauline, who stood up, being towered over by the younger lady by a good five inches. She smiled as she watched Zofeya rub her bottom with both hands.“I want you to bend over my chair – place both hands on each side of the seat and hold on tightly dear,” Miss Manson.