~The Maestro was hand-picked from dozens of potential music tutors for the young prodigy, Isabeau. Her mother had personally screened, interviewed and...raked each potential tutor over the coals. Isabeau's mother was an accomplished pianist in her own right, and had begun her daughter's music education from the day Isabeau was able to sit on a piano bench.Isabeau's mother had studied under the famed, Heinrich Gustavovich Neuhaus, in Russia. Days shy of her eighteenth birthday, her family had to. .lick me..lick me..Mmmgonna cumm sweety! YAAAAAEEEEIIIAAA!!?Squirting warm juice into Amber’s open mouth.?OH FUCK!! You Little Bitch! I Love You! C’mere Baby?, ?morning Mistress, did you have a good sleep?? Amber chimed as she crawled up beside her Mistress. ?Yes I DID!? as She jumped up flipping Amber on her back, Her little slave squealing with delight, smothered with a deep passionate kiss. Breaking away, Her eyes locked with Her little bitch, She took a puffy pink nipple between Her teeth,. " I wasn't sure if you were all talk or not" she moaned as my hand slid down her stomach and into her panties quickly finding and teasing her already wet pussy " I'm glad your not" I spun her around and then we kissed it seemed like forever while our hands groped around and our tongues danced in each others mouths. I reached up and grabbed a-hold of her hair ( that was conveniently thrown in a pony tail at some time throughout the night) and pulled her towards the bed behind us. I threw her. ” Joe and I stare at each other as Ms. Leavenworth lets herself out the front door. A few minutes fly by and as what we have just heard begins to sink in, joy bubbles up inside both of us. Joe is going to get to see Danielle! “Holly, oh my god, Holly, we did it. Thank you so much. We did it!” “We did, didn’t we? Now, how should we celebrate? We need to get everyone who helped over here to celebrate with us. Joe, I am so happy for you.” A few strategic phone calls and a trip to the supermarket.