"Oh fuck ... did I turn my computer off?" he thought to himself with a rush of panic as those thoughts of the pictures he had on his machine ran throu...gh his head. He was diligent about shutting everything down when he was going to leave, never wanting his parents to discover what he had on his computer. He had made sure to set it up with password protection, which would kick in after the computer had been left untouched for ten minutes. Having fallen back to sleep the way he had, he wasn't sure. He moved one of his hands to the back of her head and pushed her forward again. His cock pressed against her closed throat for a while until she swallowed and it opened for a moment. Immediately his cock surged forward and buried itself in the back of her throat. More drool poured out of her mouth as it was wedged open by his shaft. Her tongue stuck out and wagged against the underside as she struggled to make room in her tiny mouth.He kept trying push deeper inside by using his hips and his. With comfortable sofas inside and a pool and a spa outside! She lived alone ... and very well!My name is John Morris, and I played the part of Amos Hart (Played by John C. Reilly in the 2002 film), and got to sing the song, ‘Mister Cellophane’ in the show!Something rather strange happens at these parties. After eight to ten weeks of rehearsal and at least two weekends of performances you think everybody would be tired of hearing the same music!Well, since somebody makes sure a piano player. She comes and lays next to me. For ten minutes we lay there in silence. "Every time I have one of these parties, I hope you come and I hope we end up in the same place." "Layla, you mean that?" "Absolutely, dear." I blush. I am speechless. She's finally in my arms. My heart and stomach switch places. "Jesse, can I ask you something?" "Yeah.." "Why do you hide that you're a lesbian?" "I don't know... I'm still discovering myself, I guess." "I think you should be proud of who you are." "Really?.