.." Sandra cried out. "I just took this class for fun!" Do you sing as well as you conduct?" I should hope so, since I don't know how to conduct," San...ra deflected vaguely."I know you probably love singing, being a singer and all, but you should seriously look at conducting. I mean, damn! If you can get that out of a pickup orchestra in ten minutes, missed cues and patterns and whatever, imagine what you'd do when you tried for real. I mean, you have talent. When you conduct, it's like the. She squealed as I crawled back between her legs. She squealed again as I pushed my hard cock back into her sopping wet pussy in one thrust."God that feels so good," she whispered."It does," I whispered back. "You are so hot, so wet, so sexy." So are you."I started to fuck her...hard. She cried out with pleasure, her face scrunched up in ecstasy. Her pussy was making those sexy squishy sounds. She looked up at me with desire and love reflected in her eyes. Her arms stretched up, she put her. I paid $275 for her bath, haircut and such and felt it was well worth the price, tipped three girls $20 each, and then I took her to lunch at the college hamburger joint. We got cheeseburgers and Cokes and sat by a window. I smiled at her. "How do you feel?" I asked between bites. "You look really good."She chewed, sniffed, scrunched up her pretty face, and said, "Like a prize pig at the fair." Her nipples made points in her silken sundress, obviously suckables, nice handfuls even if. She definitely saw the one grab at the bulge of his crotch. Rubbing the fabric of his jeans, he was getting excited watching her move for them.One poured three more drinks and offered her. She downed it and laughed and returned to her dancing, enjoying the rhythm and getting turned on by performing for these young guys.She stopped. She looked over her shoulder. She closed her eyes and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Keeping her eyes shut she stepped out of her skirt to reveal.