Miss Grant glanced pointedly in his direction; she must have noticed the missing chord, he thought.Still she twirled on, flashing across the floor, ma...ing dramatic leaps and abrupt pirouettes. Bruno began to fantasize about her, imagining the skimpy leotard falling away under his eager fingers.In his daydream, Miss Grant turned in surprise as he approached her on the practice room floor and harshly ripped off her leotard. She quickly crossed her hands in front of her breasts, trying to shield. We booked a weeks holiday in an apartment in a popular greek destination. As we lived in different cities in the UK we met up at our apartment for the first time and I was pleasantly suprised to see D (thats what i'll call him) was quite a good looking lad and knew we had a good chance at pulling !I'd arrived about an hour before he had so had first choice on beds and had sorted my clothes into the wardrobe and grabbed a quick shower . D quickly sorted his clothes out and stripped off to get in. His cock is straining and needs to be unleashed from its confines. His hands leave her body: in a quick motion they remove his pants and underwear and he now stands behind her naked and at full staff. Glancing over her shoulder, she hornily rubs her dripping pussy. Standing behind her, still wearing a tie around his neck and a white button-down shirt across his broad chest, his pants removed to reveal his huge, throbbing erection, her stepfather grabs a nearby object. Uncapping the Vaseline. What a surprise he's about to get. Ha! That's how much I knew about it all. Listening intently, I finally heard it, muffled sounds from down the hallway, towards the bedroom.Whaaat? Damn, that better not be what it sounds like! I slipped out of my pumps and padded softly down the carpeted hall. The sounds grew louder. A moan. Of pain. A groan. Of pleasure. The bedroom door was open just a crack. I eased it open some more and looked in.Talk about surprises. But it was I who got the damned.