Rachael was still staring at him when Michael stopped playing the piano and opened his eyes.He saw Rachael was standing right in front of him wearing ... deep blue mini skirt and a purple shirt and her eyes were transfixed at his body.It was then that he realised that he was not wearing a shirt and he quickly reached out for his shirt which was laying on the piano.The sudden movement of the object of her desire startled Rachael and she found that Michael no longer had his eyes closed.She didn't. The girl was almost thirteen now and had been kept completely in the dark about the activities of her mother and aunts as harem girls. None of the servants would dare to clue her in on the true circumstances other than to tell her she was very fortunate. The girl was more like a Tom-boy with her hair cropped short and always wearing slacks and a leather vest to hide her chest. She was tutored by an old woman from Italy who had command of several languages and a firm grasp on science and math.. He couldn't wait for me! She turned and looked at Fritz, "Well, are you waiting for an invitation. I want what she's getting." Fritz threw her into an easy chair and knelt down (Knees cracking) and pushed her slender legs apart. He gasped with joy upon seeing her clean shaved pussy up close and buried his face in her young cunt. Thank god that she is shaved, no spitting out hairs, Fritz thought, overjoyed. His tongue plunged into Ingrid's delicate folds and her moans soon rose to meet the moans. Instinctively I knew what was in it, and my cock rose up through the cut out section of Anne’s crotchless panties. I opened the bag and peered inside, and felt that familiar rush go through my body when I realised I’d found two vibrators and a porno tape, belonging to my best friend’s mother, whom I’d been masturbating over for years. Surprisingly (but not at all disappointingly) I now had Anne’s actual vibrators in my hands, rather than the almost certainly unused ‘prop’ I was expecting to.