From Your Lips, She Drew The Hallelujah
His friend's friend, Alissa, loved the song. He loved the way she smiled at him when he played. Little did he know that he was singing her fantasy.
"Hey Brad, you remember Alissa from the last party, right?" Dave said, standing beside the sexy redhead. Of course, Brad remembered her; she was wearing his favorite color just like before -- red hair on black leather. "Yeah," he replied with an ear-to-ear grin as he pulled his guitar from its case and stood up. "Nice to see you again," he added, as his cock was already starting to swell. Alissa returned his smile as she...