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CovemsParticipantJustin Nozuka
“Woman Put Your Weapon Down”CovemsParticipantI'm injust don't slide out then
or i might win LOLIf I slide out Miss Sexi, then I'll have to slide back in… out… in… out.. in.. out.in.
outinoutinoutinoutinoutinsomething like this
CovemsParticipantIt doesn't take long for this stuff to get out
CovemsParticipantNew York Philharmonic, James Levine
“Fanfare For The Common Man”CovemsParticipantGlenn Miller
“American Patrol”CovemsParticipant
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CovemsParticipantKeith Anderson
“Pickin' Wildflowers”CovemsParticipantRainbow
“Kill The King”CovemsParticipantI've had this version of this song stuck in my head all day
Here's hoping it gets stuck in yoursGene Wilder & Peter Boyle
“Putting On The Ritz”https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w1FLZPFI3jc
CovemsParticipantI'm inCovemsParticipantJay Unger & Molly Mason
“Bound For Another Harvest Home”CovemsParticipant“Holy Moley…” I mutter upon catching the first glimpse of Miss Brandy. “There's a sight to behold.”
I squirm a bit uneasy in my chair, and say a little prayer that I don't do anything stupid when she rises from her chair and steps towards me. I glance over at Miss Brandy's number one, and AusWoody's eyes are fixed on her. She sashays closer working both the audience and the two of us with great skill.
Miss Brandy bends and wiggles in front of us. AusWoody and I both slap a tush cheek. I so want to linger my hand there, but she dances away. She comes back.
Brandy then leans into AusWoody, pressing those breasts of hers to his face. A pang of envy runs through me as I imagine how that feels. Fully entranced now I watch, mesmerized by her every move and by every piece of skin that gets exposed as she dances. Now she writhers around on him, practically massaging his body with hers.
Still transfixed on her every move, Miss Brandy next moves over to me. When she presses those breasts into my face, and I silently thank my higher power that her body muffled the gasp I could not contain. “Oh my God, she smells so good.” I think. I can feel myself instantly growing in my jeans as her body presses against mine, moving snake like.
“The Lord could take me right now,” I think, “and I'd die a happy man.”
Miss Brandy has sunk to her knees, still gyrating on me. I can't help myself and grab hold of that shirt and pull, knowing that I am exposing her. “I'm going to pull it right off her.” I think, then I feel her jolt as AusWoody slap a tush cheek, snapping me out of that mood.
I watch her stand and again move to her number one, placing a hand on AusWoody. I know she is singing, but all I can hear is the rushing of my pulse in my ears. My focus is on Miss Brandy… things are beginning to fade out as I stare. The same way the stars fade from you vision as you stare at a heavenly body.
She's inbetween us now… my senses are all tuned to her… we pull the bow on her top, causing it to fall free. I'm struck dumb, and I know I have a goofy grin on my face, but I don't care. “I have to touch her…” I think, “I can't control it.” Her skin is hot as if it is on fire… silky smooth. I squeeze a little, pulling my hand away from her breast… gently pulling her nipple.
Snapping out of the trance Miss Brandy has put me in, I realize that I am holding her top. I wad it up and stuff it into my pocket. “Keeper,” I think.
Again I become transfixed on Miss Brandy. I can feel myself beginning to throb… she's gotten me so excited I can hardly stand it. As if in a stupor I watch as she again goes to her number one, and straddles AusWoody's lap. Having teased him enough she moves towards me.
“Don't cum in your pants,” I think as she swings her leg over me and settles down. I want to grab her into an embrace… I want to pull her as tight to me as I can… tangling us up. Doing my best to control myself, I begin to think of footballs scores, trying to distract myself from the sensations she is causing.
I can feel it in my toes… “Packers lost… what was the score?” I think. I can feel it building, getting me closer to that edge, and I'm fully clothed. I could shoot my load in my pants… “I can't remember…”
Thankfully, before I embarassed myself Miss Brandy seperates herself from me. I move as if by instinct, my entire being concentrating on her. I watch as AusWoody holds up the G-string, I know I helped untie it, but I don't remember doing it.
Miss Brandy finishes, bowing and taking in the applause from the appreciative audience. The curtain closes and just like that, it's over. Hand shakes and some kisses ensue. Then she departs for the dressing room.
I exit the stage area and make my way to the bar, still wearing that goofy grin. I get slaps on the back and hands on my shoulders and I lean in. “Bourbon Joe,” I ask, “Elijah Craig 21, please, and double it.” Joe pours the bourbon… I take a sip, the smooth alcohol feels good on my parched throat. Looking around the room, I tip my hat to everyone in turn… I'm practically worn out from Miss Brandy's lap dance, so I park myself into my spot at the end of the bar over the dwarf's panel. Joe comes down by me.
“Joe,” I whisper, “I nearly came in my jeans.” He laughs and walks away.
CovemsParticipantone foul caused another
Picking this up from Jingerbird'sMark O'Connor
“Johnny Has Gone For A Soldier”CovemsParticipantA brand new
fresh out of the box
Stetson Catera Hat
plus jeans, black tee shirt, green western shirt, socks and boots
and a goofy grinNothing quite like puttin' on a new hat
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