”“Please don’t, Miss Miller. I’ll practice. I promise.”“I’ll give you one more chance. You take this sheet home and practice it. When yo... return next Wednesday I’ll test you. If I’m pleased with your progress we can continue. If not I call your mother.”Miss Miller handed me a piece of sheet music and directed me to the door.I rode home and immediately went to the piano and practiced. I played for 2 hours every day. I was NOT going to let Miss Miller down.Wednesday came and I rode to my lesson.. The next photo had him behind her doing her doggy style. The last photo had the woman sucking my brother’s cock. Needless to say, I almost came in my pants when I saw those photos of my brother, and I masturbated to them many times.A few weeks later, my brother hadn’t closed his door again, and he was laying there stroking himself while looking at a magazine again. I watched for a few seconds, before I quietly went into my room and stripped to masturbate to the magazines & photos I had. I was pressing on both of my teacher’s boobs . I was on 7th heaven , slowly I move my tongue in between her lips and took her lower lip into my grip and then the upper, I pushed her against wall pressing my dick over her sari on to her mound, my hands were busy casing her body from her hips to her waist, after 5 minutes we stopped kissing and I moved her sari on her stomach and kissed on her navel then removed her sari ad asked teacher to remove her blouse she told me remove myself I removed. I turned to tell him to leave, but he slapped my face, causing me tostumble backwards. I managed not to fall, but he slapped me again andthis time I fell backwards, landing on my ass. I could feel the tearswelling up in my eyes and I tried hard not to cry.?Rita tells me you like it rough,? he said to me. ?I hope this is roughenough for you.?He grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet. Then he lifted me in hisarms and carried me to the sofa where he sat down, flipping me face downover his.