The professor was young, but strict.Of all the classes I took, he was the only one with a seating chart. Thatis to say, I knew exactly who I sat betwe...n. To my left was an older man,maybe in his forties. To my right was the sharpest dresser in school,Tony Spitz. This kid knew fashion forward and backward. He never showedout in public without his hair in perfect alignment.I was early to class. I sat alone for a few minutes before a ratherflighty looking girl entered the room. She was wearing a. “Are you enjoying this?” a voice whispered in her ear. Daphne’s voice. Kayla moaned as Daphne leaned across her, her own bare breasts rubbing against her chest, to suck on the other nipple. The hand teasing her pussy picked up its game, plunging a finger inside her and rubbing its thumb across her clit. Kayla tipped her head back and whimpered. She didn’t know whether the deft fingers belonged to Melina or another stranger in the car, and that made it even more erotic. As her pleasure. Her pussy was freshly waxed, very wet and smelled sweet. I removed her hand and started licking from the bottom to the top. I spent a lot of time just licking, nibbling and caressing her labia, I wasn’t worried about her clit yet, I was biding my time. She was purring nicely and getting worked up, when I entered her with my middle finger. I worked it in and out while making the “come here” motion with it. Finally I found her g-spot and made sure that I kept hitting that randomly as I fingered. The cheat sheet at the sound board was much more elaborate. The girls kept a complex listing of what settings they had found best for the various instruments and microphones the band used. In this case they tweaked the volume a bit for what was labeled 'Kyle Mic'. Rebecca looked up and was surprised. Tina wasn't at her keyboards but was standing next to Kyle's microphone with, of all things, her violin. Well this ought to be interesting, Rebecca thought.Tony started with a simple intro on his.