Capodanno In Casa Curiello. Scene 2.

I didn’t know what to make of it but I sure was pleased. We hadn’t really been listening to the album, too engrossed were we with the mail, then Helen shushed us and made a grab for the cd case. She pressed ‘stop’ and read the track details from the back. The usual twelve tracks, sexy then it said; Special bonus track - ‘Dawn and Dina live from Wembley Country Music Festival’. She pressed play, it was the two of us singing together, I’d never heard a recording of myself singing before nor ever, us singing together, we’d talked about making a cd but never actually got to do anything about it. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, it was brilliant, somehow they’d even cleaned up my shaky start. I looked at Dawn and she had that silly grin on her face, “You knew, didn’t you?” She just nodded. Then she took another letter from the envelope and handed it to me, her hand held mine for a moment, “Only if you want.” Was all she said. The letter was inviting us both to come in and blonde cut a few demo tracks together as a duo, no guarantees were made. “Well, what do you think?” Dawn asked me. I could feel my old self-confidence coming back, “Bring it on, let’s go for it, my lover.” Dawn snatched my hand in hers, “Do you know, that’s the first time you’ve called me that since you got here, does that mean you’ve decided that you’ll take me back?” “There’s one condition to that,” She looked worried but I went on, cumshot “Only if you’ll marry me.” She now looked confused, her face rapidly changing expression, then her hands flew to her mouth, “Dina, oh my God, you’re asking me to be your wife, seriously, do you mean it?” I held my arms out to her, “Would I joke about something like that? So what do you think?” She flew into my arms, “Oh yes please, oh Dina, I’m so happy.” If you read Part 2 in this series, then you’ll understand why the next cd was called ‘Dawn and Dina, Double Dynamite’. The end. It was the metal concert of a lifetime and every major metal band was playing at this concert. For a full 24 hours as much as I wanted to go with someone I couldn’t find anyone to go with me. I couldn’t afford blowjob two tickets so I bought one for myself in hopes that my friends bought them as well and they ended up bailing last minute, I decided to go by myself anyways. I am a 21-year-old semi tall muscular man with blonde hair and blue eyes who does not fit into the heavy metal crowd. I showed up in flannel jacket and a pair of jeans with some cowboy boots on. Despite my country look I love metal and easily listen to it every waking moment. I wait to check in my ticket at the entrance it was a long line and around 6:30 pm. If it wasn’t a weirdly cold mid July it would be unbearable but with the cool air and energized people it was a comfortable feeling. Then I saw her, a short blonde pale girl, wearing a black Metallica shirt and she was bra less because her nipples poking through, they were clearly pierced, she also wore a skirt that was just anal short enough to make you do a double take but not long enough for you to actually see anything. I am now clearly staring at her, thinking she’s the best looking one here, she was also looking right at me but more a confused look of why is this dude staring at me. She walked up to me almost angry and said “what?! I hated the direction of the discussion, if they began to understood I could not deny sex no matter how little they blowjob paid then I was pretty much bound to fuck constantly after that. Am I clear?" she asked and we both nodded helplessly. "Yeah, it blonde was,” Gloria said. I winked at Aunt Sheen and saw her bite her lower cumshot sexy lip, before putting her right hand over her large melons and she began to squeeze her D-cup boobs. I even decided on a way to humiliate them some more their branding would be witnessed by the High Priestesses from the other temples. You are a very handsome and attractive woman. Ross begins to gasp as his anal second load is building, suddenly stiffening for a moment with his cock buried deep in my wife’s cunt until he floods her. Madison motioned for them to huddle closer to each other so no one outside their circle could hear what she was about to disclose. It didn’t work. Are you up for it?” And before I knew it, I heard myself say: 'Well, alright.' I even thought for a moment of going back to my own bed and doing the same.