"Jesus Fuckin' H Christ, Homer, what in hell was you doin' there? You made my brain itch." I all but yelled at him. "What in hell kind of music was th...t? You ain't goin' to try to play that on stage, are you?" I mean we was (and still are) a country western trio of some great renown, with a following of devoted fans from coast to coast, except for the perverts in California and New York City who don't count no way because they don't listen to civilized music anyway.Homer looked me in the eye. By grabbing his ass I pulled him front and back, which made his cock to go inside my mouth in rapid motion. At one instant I could feel his body shivering like he was in pain. I don’t know what was happening. In a second, I could feel a load of hot thick liquid pouring in my mouth. I placed his cock deep inside my throat so that I didn’t miss any drop of it. I realised this is how guys enjoy their orgasm. He then reached his normal state and I swallowed all his sperm. It was sticky but tasted. By the time Dane reached the point where Rochechouart turns into the Boulevard De La Chapelle he is immersed in them, drowning in an ocean of easy sex. He pays attention to his pockets and smiles and repeats ‘Desole’ and ‘No merci’ over and over. Some of the girls know him and like him and they all giggle and make jokes and the mood is very light, very enjoyable. The moon is high and full, illuminating their pale skin, faces glowing like angels. The scent of pussy and semen hang around them. I was like an animal in heat, raw and hungry. I kiss her gorgeous pussy and I felt like I died and went to utopia. The taste, the feel. I licked her gently, softly, she moaned and slowly rode my face. She untied my right hand and I touched her skin and it felt like silk. I licked around her clit and she moaned. I sucked her clit and slide a finger inside her very wet pussy. She moaned louder. She rode my face a little faster. My face was drenched with her wetness. I slid another finger and she.