Ronni glanced down the hall, then gave Al a kiss that curled his toes. ‘How are you doing, brother?’ she whispered after the kiss ended, grinning ...at her brother’s flushed face and heaving chest. ‘We haven’t had a chance to get together like I hoped.’ ‘Ah…no…I…I guess we haven’t,’ Al croaked in reply. As a result of Ronni’s kiss he had the start of a hard-on and his hormones were in turmoil. ‘You getting ready for bed?’ Ronni asked. ‘What do you think I’m doing?’ Al retorted. Ronni leaned closer. A woman my age doesn't get many compliments." You should," smiled Shanti. "Beautiful women need to be reminded their beauty is appreciated." How true." Doesn't Mr. Walker appreciate you?" Oh I suppose. It's just that..." What?" He still spends a lot of time at the office. I guess I shouldn't feel this way, but sometimes I think he wants more than I can give and he seems distracted lately, especially the last few days. He's hardly even looked at me." We all get distracted at times, Mrs.. You should try to forge your own path. You've got the talent to be a damn good band. Don't get me wrong, we want to help out in any way we can, but associating yourselves with us too much might be a handicap, not a benefit." Both Allie and Eileen nodded in concurrence.Paul had assured us that he'd arrive by the start of the second set, so we made plans for Greg to be our bassist during set one. He did an outstanding job, taking full advantage of the opportunity, battling and ultimately. If only I could watch. It would make me hotter. My fingers only satisfied me so much. I always ended up pulling out my 9 inch dildo, and fucking the hell out of my pussy. I would turn it on the high vibrate mode. I would have orgasm after orgasm. Each one was more intense. After I came I usually feel right to sleep dreaming about my room mate and her boyfriend fucking. Little did I know that my dream would come true.I walked into my apartment one night. Right away I heard loud moans coming from.