It was so cold around. I looked at his eyes. His eyes were shining with love, but he did not seem to have any mood for fun.After he paid for both of u... and the conductor went away, I whispered to him, rubbing his forehead to his chin with my left index finger.-imad?--yup?--I am feeling horny now?-His eyes shined in happiness. Looks like he was looking for this. He tried to feel me. I said,-but you cannot touch my pussy or my ass, okay?--deal-He then kissed me, and started exploring me.It was. “I want you, ” I tell him. It comes out as a whisper and for a moment I’m unsure if he’s even heard me. “You want me to?” he inquires, not stopping his escapade. “I want you do fill me up” I feel my face turn a hot red color. “Why?” he asks, his eyes wide, his mouth smiling. “I need to feel you inside me.” He slides two fingers deep inside me, curls them and pulses on my spot. “I want to come on your dick.” He situates himself right below my entry, pushes his head just an inch or so but I‘m. The student began playing scales as Dr. Foster’s balls continued to slap against me, and I couldn’t believe what a turn on it was to be doing something so naughty with my teacher in his studio, with another student right on the other side of the thin wall! Wordlessly, we changed positions – he pulled out of me and sat back down on the piano bench, motioning for me to come forward and sit on his cock. I practically jumped on, and this new position gave me a new set of sensations that I knew. Then after three or four blank Sandy had added entries that seemed to be some kind of code.It was pure luck that I had noticed them. After the pages used for a letter, who would expect more until the names starting with the following letter of the alphabet. It sounds confusing but everyone has seen it. Each letter in the alphabet had been given more than enough pages to hold all the names of people whose last names began with that letter.Sandy had entered no more than half a dozen names under.