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“I, uh…” He waited until Olivia took her gaze from her backpack and stared big at him. “I really liked what you were playing. What’s the name of the piece?” Olivia stopped reaching for her backpack as her gaze fell back to the piano. “I haven’t given it a name yet.” she finally said softly. “You’re kidding.” Phil replied, breaking into a grin. “You’re fucking kidding. You made that?! You’re talented!” “Thank you.” Olivia simply said back. “I know this kinda sounds strange, but would you… would you keep playing it?” Fingering Phil continued. “Aren’t tattoo I not allowed to keep playing after four?” Olivia asked him, no trace of accusation in her voice. Phil blew a raspberry. “Who’s gonna find out? Who’s gonna care?” Olivia stood uncomfortably, before pussy dropping her shoulders. “Okay.” she said, almost to herself, as she sat back down and began to play. A few notes in, she hit a wrong note. Phil softly walked over to the stool near the drumset, conveniently close to the piano, and sat down. “Are you nervous?” he asked her. “Yes.” she immediately replied. “Why?” “I don’t know what it is you want from me, and I’ve never played this in front of another person before.” she replied, in a mixture of timidness and aloofness. Phil opened his mouth to immediately retaliate to the tits first point, with something like, ‘What do you mean, what do I want from you?’ when he suddenly thought to himself. What did he want from her? He knew she piqued his interest, but that was before he got to dance with Nicole Baker on Halloween. Slowly. “I felt the hammer surging with power. When you're done, there are more people you need to dominate... Is he okay?” I just didn’t want you to get a stomach ache.” Beatrice quickly pulled off her father's cock big and got on her knees between his legs. Although I hadn’t seen her since before winter break she reluctantly agreed to meet me. She hadn’t been to work either. To be his lover, his plaything; his to hold, to undress, to do with as he pleased. She had two grown boys, Luther and Oscar, both not right in the head, and Emmitt didn’t trust them. Reluctantly, I do as she says and lie down on my stomach in the middle of the bed. And, pussy I had agreed to let him fuck me…it was recorded; it was on film…I was holding the paper just above my thigh…the tattoo words written on my thigh were glaring in their truth. I pulled her twat tight against my tits lips, letting her vulva muffle my moans. “I’ll, uh, you can dare me to do anyth--um, any dare that you choose, I’ll… try to do.” And then she put it to my pussy. Then he nodded his head. Ryan saw me looking and went and got them. I started forward and a hand pushed against my chest.

 Finally she stiffened, Mmmm Mmmm her hand clearly tightly holding his head as his invading tongue kept working on her pussy. Her satin Fingering smooth texture made him mad. He wasn’t the slightest bit shy about us seeing it. Greedily sucking on his messy green dick. They also got warmer. You felt the warm cum shoot out of his cock, into your pussy. “Chloe, are you ok?”