Show Mr. Miller and the class that someone can play the keyboard betterthan Chop Sticks.Mr. Miller make Randi come and play with me," Linda wined."Ple...se."I had not wanted to play; I was told by mother to keep a low profile inschool. Don't stick out she had told me.Now because I played the piano on the night out with girls, I was beingforced to draw attention to myself again.I heard Mr. Miller ask me to accompany Linda on the piano as I hadnothing to worry about if I embarrassed myself in front. He was trying to see just how far I would go with our constant flirting. I smiled back, “I like to be bitten.”He was shocked by my response. But, I knew it turned him on. He smiled back, “well, then I might just bite you.”“Don’t start anything you can’t finish, I don’t think an old man like yourself can handle an 18 year old girl.”“That’s funny. I’m not that much older than you, but i am wiser, and MUCH more experienced.”He was testing me, and I liked it. “You may be wiser, but experience. He also felt atremor, only a slight vibration of excitement, in his little penis, stillcaptured tightly between his thighs."Did you use the blue ointment around your little toy, after yourshower?" she asked taking a firm hold of his pink penis bare of even theremembrance of once coarse hair. She tapped the pink head lightly with aflick of her finger."Yes, and applied it twice as you instructed," Tuck replied trying toignore the rude touch."Did you wait the full 10 minutes between applications?". When she began to become physically cognizant again, she noticed that her wrists had been secured into the other bedpost straps and support straps from the roof were secured beneath her back. Miles was aligning himself with her body. Her every nerve was alive and anticipating his next touch. She looked down and saw him lubing up his third leg of a penis, "please don't hurt me."From the push of the head, she felt her lips stretch to open for him. He started slowly stroking into her only giving.