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You Can Tune A Piano, But You Can’t Tuna Fis

Date: 1/13/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Lesbian Sex, Author: LouiseFairfax, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

loved Tori's butt and her less defined dimples. She had worshipped that ass in so many ways... Her heart twisted again and she quickly returned to the living room, got dressed and left. On her way to her car, she sent a quick text to Sam, thanking her for a wonderful night. They never got together again. Within a few days, Freddie had recovered quite a bit from his injuries and Sam spent a lot of time with him, even tolerating Mrs. Benson. Jade went with Cat a couple of times to see Robbie and f*rced herself to be friendly with Sam - which wasn't too hard. They were friends after all. And soon, the awkwardness of sl*eping together wore off. Especially when it was obvious that Sam, in her own harsh way, was really into the boy she left behind. * * * Coincidentally, that same night Jade was getting relief from her sexual tensions before her personal crisis of conscience, Tori was in St. Louis. The BTR tour had another huge night playing one of the last outdoor concerts of the season at the Municipal Opera in St. Louis' Forest Park. Her set, which now actually included an encore, had run nearly an hour, while most openers were only about forty or forty-five minutes. That night, when she got backstage, Logan had hugged her. "Pretty soon, we'll be opening for you, Tori." "Thanks. I appreciate that but all those teeny boppers out there are here for you." Tori changed out of her flashy concert outfit to a pair of tight jeans and a long-sleeved BTR concert tour shirt – the type with ... the tour schedule listed on the back. It was still pretty warm but just enough nip in the air that she chose the long-sleeved shirt. Then she went back to the left wing of the stage to watch the boys perform. She was joined by Suzi Suzuki, the afternoon/drive-time DJ for Z107.7. KSLZ-FM was the top 40 station in St. Louis that had been promoting the Big Time Rush concert and Suzi was the on-air personality picked to introduce both her act and the headliner at the concert. "So, BTR is pretty hot, huh?" Tori turned to the beautiful Asian-American woman, with long, lush, straight, dark hair, and said, "Yeah, they are." "So, you must've seen them a lot on this tour." "Yep. I've seen all three different show arrangements." "Does it get boring? I mean, you see the same shows over and over." "Not really. But I don't always stick around for their show. They can go on for two hours or so, depending on the encores. In Minneapolis, they actually had five encores. But that is their old home base." Suzi chuckled. "Yeah, home boys make good. Always good press." "Can I ask you something?" "Sure, I guess so." "Is Suzuki really your last name?" "No. It's Kowalski." Tori chuckled, "Really? Kowalski?" Suzi smiled broadly, "Sure is. I'm really Suzanne Maria Kowalski. Dad's f*mily is from Silesia and Mom's f*mily came from Osaka – two generations removed. Suzi Suzuki had more of a ring to it given my obvious Japanese half." "I'm sorry I didn't mean to laugh. I know about stage names. I just never ...