Unsure of what came next, I curled my hands on my lap ‘When did you learn piano?’ I asked softly. ‘I don’t remember a time when I didn’t,�...� Nate replied. He stretched his hands out over the keys, flexed them, and began to play. ‘I began on the piano before I could read. I was seven when I begged my parents to let me learn guitar too. They insisted I learn classical guitar first – the electric guitar and the drums didn’t come until almost high school.’ I watched mesmerized as his fingers moved. Then hands slipped firmly about her waist she was drawn to her stockinged feet. She clutched his forearms for balance as the boat swayed beneath them. His naked chest and shoulders were doing wicked things to her ladylike sensibilities, and she didn’t quite know where to look. ‘What, no protest?’ he murmured silkily to her down-turned head. Her chin lifted sharply as she gasped in outrage. His mouth closed firmly over hers. She moaned against his mouth as his hands tightened about her, drawing. Then pulling it to the side and exposing my sex you start to circle my clit, gently at first, then harder as you feel me push my bum back onto your hardening cock. Rubbing me faster and harder you hear my breaths getting quicker and shorter and you know that I'm close to cumming. "Cum for me now Angie," you whisper in my ear, in your deep sexy voice. I try desperately to stifle my moans but let out a low groan as I cum in the pool, leaning my head back against you, closing my eyes and enjoying. “Don’t be selfish, move over,” said Louise. “Oh, must I?” said Suzanne, sardonically, her eyes dreamy and betraying the pleasure she was receiving. Louise ran her fingers over Matt’s cock, which made it twitch. She looked at his lips, which were coated with Suzanne’s love juice and then took her position. Her bum cheeks rested on Matt’s forehead as she nestled into position, grinding her neat, pink pussy into his face. Matt lifted her slightly and dove his tongue into her warm, juicy snatch. .