" I stopped when I caught the look on her face — a combination of anger and disappointment. I tried to respond."I'm willing to learn about it. Pleas... tell me." Tell you? WILLING to learn?" a look of downright lust crossed her face. "I'm going to SHOW you. You will not be allowed to leave this office until you ejaculate, just as all females can and should. Do you understand me?" Yes, yes of course, Professor. What do you want me to duh-OOO —." My chatter was abruptly cut short as the. Peeling off the plastic, sitting slowly down on the seat, pulling down my thong, I sat, in total disappointment. Opening my legs to remove the string led protection then replace it yet again. With my fingers high up inside, against the tightening walls I let the fresh string free, to look out past my slit, then rest upon my thighs from within my gorgeous thong, above my firm straight legs. Wishing I could belong forever in this cabin. I wished I could sit far away from today’s attempt to. As she became comfortable with the feel, she started picking out various riffs she liked. She was smiling and nodding, as she said, "Sounds almost like my SG. My pickups are little more sensitive, but this has a really good feel and sound, try it Chuck."She handed me the guitar and I mimicked Lisa by putting the strap over my shoulder and finding a pick in my pocket. I went through about the same method to get used to the feel, but began a bunch of Hendrix riffs I liked to use on a guitar I had. "Lick it, lick it," he kept saying. "Get it ready for fucking."Suzanne found her ears resounding to the combined grunts, moans and gasps of breath from the boys and from herself and the girls. The room seemed to vibrate with their combined thrusting, in, out, up, down, each one concentrating on the achievement of the ultimate ecstasy, the most pleasurable climax.She felt a surge of deep longing for Donald's penis to bury itself even deeper within her. With an agile movement, she lifted her.