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All through the day, the pigtailed girl rode the bald man's hard penis in the woman on top sex pose, the said penis growing harder more, her pigtails jiggling along with her supple breasts, their nipples stiff. Her sighs came and went when the man, who claimed he was the best "criminale" held her by the waist.

By chance, they had met at The Zen, when he was on his break; she had come with her friends on a "fashion evaluation check" on the crowd that had the most fashion don'ts. She had cried by herself in the bathroom over not having much money for new sandals at Cashman's. Upon coming out, she met the guy, who was crying in his own right, bemoaning the
fact that diva music was more popular then what he and his band played. Somehow, they got to talking, and naturally, they wound up at her home, where theywere now making love.

Fast and slow, stop and start, the girl galloped, bounced and rode the hard penis, occasionally leaning forward to kiss her new lover while the guy squeezed her breasts. Then, she threw her head back, and at the same time, a mew like like sound, like that of a kitten came from her mouth, just as the guy came in her. With a breathy sigh, the girl fell foward, landing on top the exhausted drummer, who was gasping, "Oh, boy...."

"You were great," breathed the girl. "No wonder so many girls wanna make out with rock stars....."
"It pays to be a criminale," said they guy. "And all the others said I had no chance of making with a babe like you."
After sharing a kiss, the girl climbed off and went to where her clothing was in a pile, while the guy got up saying, "Thanks for everything, but I got to roll. If I don't get to rehearsal in time, Trent, Jesse and Nick, they're goin' to kick my butt. "
"And if I don't get to today's Fashion Club meeting, Sandi, Tiffany and Quinn will be teed off. Thanks and good luck."
"Take care of yourself then, Stacy," said the guy, who had finished dressing and was heading for the door.
"I will," said the girl. "Thanks again, Max."