Rated #2 in Mature Adult! WOW!!
Just read the damn story. Contains INCEST.
PLEASE READ THIS STORY AND LISTEN TO YOUR HEART PART 2 THE PURGE WHILE YOU STILL CAN. I AM THINKING OF DELETING BOTH STORIES. THE STORIES AREN'T AS GOOD AS I HOPED THEY WOULD...
"Damn you. I got a meeting to go too, and I'm still out of breath!"
"Not my fault you're insatiable. Besides, you're the one who damn near sucked the marrow from my bones when you sucked my cock" (I grin.)
(Giggles)"You got a lot of cock there to suck. Besides you enjoyed it didn't you?"
"Sure did, beautiful."
(I kiss her goodbye and give her breast a firm squeeze.)
"I love those beautiful breasts of yours. "
(She smiles.)
"I'll see you when I get done with the meeting. Wish me luck."
"Good luck, babe. Drive safe."
(Billie drives home and takes a shower and changes her clothes. Then goes to the meeting with InterScope Music. They're not in a good mood, since she's already late. Billie sits and talks with them. She pitches the idea of me going on tour with her. They say no. She even lets them listen to some guitar solos I did for them. Yes...he's quite talented they agree, but he's rock and roll, not pop or rap...and then the age issue comes up. Then she talks about us doing a song together. They disagree. Billie argues with them for two hours, until an agreement is reached. She leaves and comes over to Valerie's house. Valerie lets her in.)
"He's out back."
(Billie comes out back, where she sees me making over a golden Labrador retriever.)
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"Aww...so cute. Whose dog is that?"
"Mine. Valerie's been taking care of him for years. They don't allow dogs where I live. His name is Dusty."
"You never told me you were a dog person."
"Just because I like playing with your pussy once in a while doesn't mean I don't like dogs."
(Billie smiles and blushes.)
"Well....what do you think of taking care of my dog, while on tour?"
"Taking care of your dog?"
"That's the only way they agreed to let you come on tour with me, David. Well...that and... other things."
(I cross my arms.)
"What other things?"
"No sex...looks like you guessed right about that part...but we can still do the song together."
"Wow...I didn't even expect them to approve that. What else...separate rooms?"
"Yes...so we don't arouse any suspicion. We'll have to arrange our time alone together between tour stuff. Just no sex...and... we can't be seen together in public. Chance of negative publicity and stuff...but we already knew that."
"Don't tell me, let me guess. When I'm not taking care of your dog, I got to wear handcuffs at all times? Maybe an ankle bracelet so they can shock me with ten thousand volts if I get within 20 feet of you?"
"Damn it, David. This was the only way they'll allow you to come with me! At least we get to hold one another at night!"
(I shrug.)"Fine. Where do we meet the tour bus?"
"I'll pick you up. We leave two days after the show."
(I put the dog back into the dog area, and close and lock the gate behind me.)
"It would be best if I got my own ride. Can't risk having us being seen together in public. By the way, does this bullshit rule apply to your rapper friends?"
