' From the way Jarvis spoke I knew that I wasn't going to like his company the rest of the walk. Jarvis continued to tell of how much more amenities ...hat his dorm had compared to my dorm. Finally I said 'some are more privileged than others, those of us that are lest fortunate has to do with what we have.' Jarvis smiled and said 'I'll let you take a look inside, then you will see what I'm talking about.' As we reached Haney's Hall, Jarvis headed to the end of the building. Pulling out a pass. "Okay, I'm gonna play a bit -- let me know when you're ready." Lon kept fingering her hole while he did other things -- traced her lips, tried to expose her clit fully, pinched it gently -- Beth got noticeably wetter. "Am I doing anything right?" You've -- uuuhhh -- gotten me excited before," Beth replied. "You -- ahhh -- seem to know what you're doing..." I guess a lot," Lon replied. "Might be a good thing for me to get more familiar..." Well, there are -- ooohhh -- differences; some girls. A couple of years ago my company hired Victor to be a purchasing agent for my department. Victor is a happily married man with two k**s. In his early 30's; he stands about 5'8" with a worked out body of 180 lbs. No question about it; one of his best attributes is his handsome face. The only way to describe him is he looks simular to John Stamos with a close trimmed goatee. Throw in a cleft chin with Mario Lopez dimples, when he smiles, and you got the picture. All the ladies at my office say he. ..Fuck me !" But still the bliss finds syncopes and interstices to swirl pleasure into the music. The instrument obeys now, craves for more.You pound the keys, the hammers pound the felt. The Steinway shouts through its gag. A beast howling and gnawing its restrains. Behind the curtains, you can hear the sound of a tongue pushed inside raging, horny lips. The suction of it deep in a gushing little pussy.In a quaver the music devolves. Just a shouting instrument and endless trills. You play your.