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Zacky chuckled when she called him insane, shrugging a little. He looked over at her when she broke the silence, biting his bottom lip. "I'm exited, but nervous," he murmured, sighing softly. "It's our first show. We've been waiting so long for this. I just hope we don't fuck up," he said with a small chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. They didn't get that much practice in as he liked, or at least felt comfortable with. They still messed up sometiems and that made Zacky nervous. But there wasn't anything they could really do considering they always got shut down halfway through their set.
Audrey moaned, her eyes widening slightly when she saw the size of him. Now the huge budge that he always had made sense. She fronded her hips against his, running her hands up his chest and gripping hard onto his shoulders, her nails digging into his soft skin. She wanted to mark him, hurt him, anything. She pressed her hips harder to his, wanting him inside of her, or some type of friction. She was getting impatient, she needed him now. "Come on, Sanders," she whined slightly, glaring at him.
Zacky chuckled when she called him insane, shrugging a little. He looked over at her when she broke the silence, biting his bottom lip. "I'm exited, but nervous," he murmured, sighing softly. "It's our first show. We've been waiting so long for this. I just hope we don't fuck up," he said with a small chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. They didn't get that much practice in as he liked, or at least felt comfortable with. They still messed up sometiems and that made Zacky nervous. But there wasn't anything they could really do considering they always got shut down halfway through their set.
Audrey moaned, her eyes widening slightly when she saw the size of him. Now the huge budge that he always had made sense. She fronded her hips against his, running her hands up his chest and gripping hard onto his shoulders, her nails digging into his soft skin. She wanted to mark him, hurt him, anything. She pressed her hips harder to his, wanting him inside of her, or some type of friction. She was getting impatient, she needed him now. "Come on, Sanders," she whined slightly, glaring at him.
February 18th, 2015 at 06:53pm