Ha!  I just read her comment on Preparation…sneaky indeed, hiding those fishnets under army pants!  I found them, though, after arriving late and giving myself a quick scrub up in her tiny bathroom!  I have to confess, though, that I was unable to rip the fishnets!  I tried, but they were made out of a stretchy nylon that wouldn’t budge, despite my He-Man efforts.  So, anxious to get to the pussy, I just peeled them off of her, and tied them around my head like a bandanna.  I think that’s what Steve Perry would have done with a non-cooperating accessory!

I’m horny as hell by this point, so I commence licking.  Then I discover that I can’t sing whilst horny…or with my face in someone’s crotch.  I can sing, really I can!  Why a homeless man once gave me his sandwich in the New York City subway to thank me for singing Amazing Grace for him…but I’m afraid I failed miserably at serenading a pussy!

Thank god, though, she whipped out my purple penis, which, of course, restored my masculine pride and prowess; I left feeling quite the little stud.

BTW, I don’t think I can do Alice Cooper.