She was dressed in a light-blue shirt, a slightly-faded jean-skirt and white tennis shoes. It was easy to notice her shoulder-length, silky midnight b...ack hair, supple firm legs and a taut candy-apple sized ass. Being of Asian background, she had beautifully shaped eyes the same color as her hair and skin as smooth as porcelain. But her best feature, by far were her tits. The way they pressed firmly against her shirt created speculation as to their size. Taya asked if I had any plans for the. Was I a bad girl for doing this?My tongue danced around the top of his cock. The seat creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my head down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the back of my throat and then slip down it.He was sliding into my esophagus!He let out a throaty laugh as he pressed my lips all the way down into his pubic hair. I could smell this manly musk. His cock was stretching out my throat. I moaned, humming around him, instinctively knowing he’d like. .. I said, -Did you practice those scales?-Yes, she said -I don't think I'm very good.-What do you play on?She hesitated, -A Yamaha keyboard.-Ok, so it's not going to be the same is it? It's difficult to practice one instrument on a different one isn't it?-I guess.-You wouldn't practice trumpet on the trombone, would you?-No. She blushed and bowed her head.I needed her to buck up, the girl was too easily cowed, -I can help you, none of this is a test, lets hear what you can do.She sat at. The heat of your air makes me burn for you even more. You untie the front of my dress and you use your finger to move my black lace panties over. You insert your middle finger into my wet pussy only once and then you find my magic button. Oh fuck, there is no shutting me up now. You hear my breath get deeper and my moans get you even harder. Oh my God, I am cumming already. You lick up my juices and suck my clit for even a more intense orgasm. I lean against the wall and hold on to your.