“Sorry everyone ... Isabel.”“The same kind of music?” Genny asked.“Yes, different tempos, different eras and different singers.”“You are... adding more singers ... who?” Tiffany the drummer asked.“Before I answer that, I need a show of hands who would like to do this?”They all did, and I saw Isabel’s hand up. That caused some chuckles.“Jennifer, would you and Peter please give them what is in your hands as I announce each of them?”Marjorie Guimarra – ClarinetistJason Stottlemire – StringsLupe. “Gurl, you looks thuteen ... We’s offerin’ you sumthin...”“Please ... As soon as my uncle gets finished...” I looked over at the white guy. I’m starting to get a bit desperate. I hope he sees that.“Carlie,” the guy said, “Ready to go!”“She din’t come here wit’ you,” one of the black guys said.“No, she’s my niece. She just came in here. I’m pickin’ ‘er and ‘er stuff up. So if you don’t mind...”I could tell that the black guy was weighing options, but his buddy called him off. My new benefactor. ”I acquiesced and then applied a large portion of spit to his cock, making it nice and shiny. He then slid his spittle coated cock across my beautiful girlfriend’s pussy and slowly sunk it in until he was balls deep. I could hear Cindy moaning around the cock in her mouth.I lay there and watched him saw his cock in and out of my girl, altering up his pace from slow to fast and shallow to deep. She moaned and groaned with every thrust and let out a very muffled wail when he started to slam it. I continue climbing so that my face is now level with his. He looks me straight in the eyes. Then, I swear, he winks at me. Almost imperceptibly…did he just do that? No, that would be too weird, even for Simon. Unless... I can feel his hot breath on my face. His eyes seeing right into my soul. The feather flutters again, deep inside my subconscious. There. I was right. He winks at me, this time I can see it, clearly. “There, I knew you could do it.” He grins. Letting me see that he has never.