"Time to pull out," she said. "This is the part a girl doesn't like because it feels so good in there. But I want you to pull out." Okay, but if it fe...els so good..." Then, after you rest for a little, we can do it again. And we can both enjoy what it feels like when you put it back in." Oh."And they did. He took a couple of minutes to recover, and another minute or two to get hard. He didn't object when she guided him into her. She left her hand on her sex, feeling his hardness sliding between. My consciousness swims in a bright orange darkness and relaxes to swimming pool sounds: bouncy diving boards, screaming children and swimsuits dripping on the way to towels. Sweaty moisture glazes my chest and drips into folded crevices of skin. I reach for the suntan lotion, but before I open it, footsteps run by and dive into the water, raining a giant splash upon me. I awake and spy the culprit – a short freckle-faced kid who by now was at the other side of the pool. I dry myself and see. First off we did the Pachelbel Canon, which I'm sure you've heard of. We play that every year, as many times as we can. I wonder if there's some Guinness World Record for number of times an orchestra manages to play it, because all my friends who play in other orchestras say that they play it a lot too. Too often, as far as I'm concerned. Yeah, it's nice, but not after fifty times a year.The Mozart song, Ave Verum, is not very difficult to play or sing. But it's harder than it looks. It's like. With a couple of pics of her on craigslist asking for a black man to seduce her. I got a response from a guy who wanted to know if her name was Sue? I told him it was and he told me if she had worked for parole in Georgia, he had fucked her about 15 years ago. I have a blog on here about how she had slipped in the heat of sex and told me the last black cock she had, had in her was about 2011 and had suspected she had fucked a good looking parolee she had told me about. I told him I suspected.