Put together a concert of favorites for this weekend, literature your patrons know, preferably music of mourning. As for the Opera, let’s do it once... next Saturday night. Lady Alice will have recovered by then, and there’ll be a crowd of curiosity seekers. You have time to put together a program for the last weekend and then your season’s underway as usual.’ ‘All right, all right, but I need your help. Getting the parts together for a concert on the fly tomorrow night will take time and thanks. It was only available to the final year students who used it for meetings of a type not normally recognised as official meetings. It got more use for a private one on one meeting, than any other. I opened the door and Sandra was waiting. She stood there bare breasted, but she still had her school uniform skirt on. She looked beautiful, no doubt quite a few of the boys had seen her like this too. I was now proud to be one of them. “Happy Birthday.” and smiled. “Will you lock the door, please?”. Once again, her thighs and hands made a willing prisoner of his head, while Angela thrashed and writhed all over the bed. The other birthday well-wishers moved well out of the way as Angela pitched and tossed, all of them anticipating bringing her to the same state with their cocks or mouths. Even as she clawed and tore at the sheets, she told everybody in the room how much she loved what they were doing to her. Then, with a scream of joy that filled the room, she climaxed... ramming her pussy. Amanda swirled her tongue over Poppy’s slit, the tip tracing the folds and back to lick around and around her clit. Her fingers caressed the entrance to her pussy before being crossed and slowly and deliberately screwed inside like a corkscrew.Poppy’s hips jerked off the mattress as her walls gripped Amanda’s fingers. The knuckles stretched her, every twist of Amanda’s wrist sending fresh ripples through her. Her juices oozed out of her. Amanda’s fingers were slippery and she could hear them.