13 - Just Don't Bite It

~Corey’s Point of View~

It was hardly the first time I played a show with a raging hard on. How could I not? I had Pearl’s taste on my tongue and the feel of her softness, her squirming body fresh on my fingertips.

Fuck, how could I possibly keep my hands off her now?

I couldn’t. There was no way.

My dick didn’t understand the need for patience, we never put this much effort into getting laid. But this wasn’t just getting freaky so he was likely gonna have some blue balls hanging out for some time. If she wasn’t fully ready then I’d keep on waiting.

For the show, Pearl wore a black sleeveless kind of jumpsuit with wide legged pants and black boots which you couldn’t even really see. What you absolutely saw was all the colors from her ink, it seemed like they put some kind of lotion on her to make them pop even more under the lights. Her shiny red mane was in waves over her shoulders and back. How the hell could I stay away? A goddess here on earth.

She played the covers and our