In an instant he was over that fence and ripping that quilt down. He then turned on the back yard tap and soaked that quilt in as much water as it cou...ld possibly absorb then he flung the whole sodden mass over his head and around his shoulders and went charging back around to his house and in through the front door.As Tracey charged into that burning house clad only in a wet blanket he heard the faint wail of a fire engine truck. He turned his head momentarily in the direction of that wail and. Working up a good bit of spit, I reached down and lubed up my swelling mushroom head, mixing it with it's own natural juices. As I aimed it for his hole, and just touching it's opening, Cole began to shake his head back an forth. But fuck it—I didn't care—hell, most of them here tonight 'knew' anyway.I pushed ever so slowly, and entered his fuck hole. He tried to tighten up on me, but damm—I hadn't has a piece of ass for weeks now. Burying my swollen 10” of thick jock meat, I hit bottom. Then,. ‘As ready as I’m gonna be. What are we playing?’ ‘Just watch what I do and follow my chord changes. So, this is lesson number one: playing rhythm guitar. The sound you want is chunky during the verses and ringing power chords for the chorus. It’s just as important knowing what notes not to play as getting the right ones. Use the palm of your right hand to mute the strings you’re not picking. See? Like this.’ Jon’s Telecaster triggered a satisfying thump from the Twin Reverb. His brand new. I could feel my cunt getting wetter, and felt myself getting aroused. “I want to turn it on…”“Keep fucking yourself baby,” he cooed.I moaned in response and kept on with the in and out motions. The toy was getting slick with my juices. I gasped and arched my back. “M-m-more hun…please,” I begged.“Turn on the vibrating feature first.”I fumbled around with the toy, trying to find the button for it. I accidentally pressed the wrong one, and felt the shaft rotating inside me. To my delight, I.