Like most gifted c***dren, my brain borders between the genius and the crazy, and when I play I am lost, as if making love to this huge polished woode... monster, its feminine shape, balanced with the bow in my fingers, like the cock of a man being stoked, as my firm grip, and the caressing of the strings, can be likened to a cock caressing inside my immature fanny.I think about it as I play, I am unashamedly fucking in front of these people, like an unadulterated l****a, beautiful, serene, each. What's wrong with it?" It's uh ... it's kind of tippy." I don't know whether she was making this up or if there was a real problem and she was just using this as an excuse to get Sven into her bedroom. Whatever it was, Sven's response told me he was going to have fun with the whole situation. He knew she wanted him bad; and he was going to playfully make her suffer just a little longer."Tippy?" he replied. "Maybe it's a problem with your slot." Wh ... what?" she looked at him with her mouth. Soon she was moaning and writhing around as she actually had a massive climax, she went rigid then screamed out as I licked away as fast as I could. Just as soon as she’d come she shuddered to a stop and laid there breathless. I’d already stood up and was soon undressing, as I pulled my undies down my thick 6” cock stood to attention her eyes widened.Opening her thighs as far as they would go I ran my cock over her clit and she gasped again. Then without any warning I buried myself deep in her. "I know... never interfere in the affairs of another Master and his sub. You've lectured me enough times on the subject. But..." She looked back to the bedroom, then took my hand and pulled me toward the door.Inside the room, Andy's room, there was no furniture, no bed, nothing but a blanket and pillow on the floor. The room had been painted black, the windows boarded up and painted black as well. Several leash tethers had been bolted into the wall at various heights; given Andy's small.