..I can’t believe you’re in here.” She broke her embrace and slid up next to me on the piano bench. “I can’t believe you can play the piano ...ike that.” My heart raced; I think even she could hear it. I said to her in a low, graveled voice, “How did you know I was in here?” She turned her head gently towards me and looked deep into my eyes. “Mrs. Olson told me you played in here every day. I didn’t believe her, but when she unlocked the door to let you in, I slipped in behind you before it. . Zack." I said, ashamed of what I was about to do. Lying down on her back, Mary spread her legs wide, revealing her beautiful pussy as if it was a priceless painting worth drooling over. And it was. She started rubbing her clit."Well what are you waiting for, Mr. Vincent? Give me your dick!" I leaned forward with excitement and placed the tip of my erect cock on her outer pussy walls, and rubbed it."Mmmmm" she moaned.I was looking over my shoulder, worrying about this guy and what he was. “Take me now! Any way you want me!"He said, “Oh I’m definitely going to eat that fine pussy first,then I want you to give me a little head and get me good andprimed to fuck your hot, tight, cunt, good and hard.Ahh, you little slut, I'm going to give it to you bareback, deep and hard!” “Oh yes, I love a nice hard hot cock ramming my pussyhard and deep. Bareback is my favorite,give it to me now! Give me your fucking cock you mother fucker! Sink it in as deep and hard as you can!" We had driven to. Father said that he was wasting money on me because I couldn't get the piece right." Lisa looked at me, and then her eyes went wide. I guess my anger was coming to the front."Get the piece right? Get the piece right! YOU WERE FIVE! God who cares if you are a concerto at five! I didn't! All I cared about was how proud I was of you!" You were proud of me?" This girl could keep me in line, my rants cut off with just a whisper of her sweet innocent voice. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the.