After a few minutes I got up to refill my drink Southern Comfort and Fireball whiskey. Donna followed me to the kitchen. We were getting ready for bed...and just lounging around so Donna wore a niteshirt or just a long T-shirt. As I was pouring my drink, Donna was in the refrigerator looking in the bottom shelf and that niteshirt displayed her ass and pussy. Donna reached up and put 2 fingers in her honey hole and wiggled it around. She stood up with a half of a cantaloupe. She stuck her fingers. ‘Boy, Cecil, I sure would love to hear you play something. Even though it’s been a long time, I’ll bet you still play ten times better than I do,’ I said, trying to cajole him into playing something. ‘Josh,’ Cecil said, still smiling that warm smile of his, ‘I don’t play anymore.’ A feeling like a piece of cold winter ice stabbed me right in my heart. Thoroughly confused, I blurted out, ‘But why not? Everybody says you’re the best guitar player they ever heard.’ ‘Because I can’t play anymore,’. More

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