The pizza man kept his arm wrapped around Sunny as he walked over to the couch as well, sitting both the girls next to him."Now I have some nice littl...e bitches," he said, looking at both, "how about a little kiss" he leaned toward elma and began forcing his toungue down her throat as she tried pushing him away."Igh.. Ugh.... ooooof" were the only noises elma could make. Sunny watched in disgust as she and her best friend were being controlled by some gross pizza man.The man lapped his tongue. I steadied myself on the side window.Taking a deep breath (like it was getting yanked out of HER ass, for Pete’s sake), I heard her softly count “1,2,3!” and she pulled with all her might.The plug pulled free of my anal cavity with an audible “PLOP.” I grunted loudly in the car.Turning around, I sat back down on the seat and looked at Emma; she was holding the toy aloft, amazed by it. Or maybe by where it had just been. Either way, she didn’t seem to know what to do with it.“You can just place. She leant forward slightly, placed her hands on my chest and started to lift and lower herself repeatedly, at the same moving her hips backwards and forwards, basically just trying to bring herself to orgasm. From the look on her face and the noises she was making, she was succeeding! I just lay there and let her bring herself off, my hands on her hips helping with the movement. After only a few minutes of this she let out an almighty scream and collapsed forward onto my chest. About the time. But one day I was watching, of all things, a bluegrass concert on TV and Isaw Dolly Parton playing guitar with those ridiculously long nails of hers -and then for the next song she switched to a dobro and started playing thatwith a slide. And a light went off in my head.By this time in my life there had already come a point when the separationbetween girl side and guy side had ceased to exist and it all just becameme. And I really missed playing the blues, so I started picking up theguitar.