. I’m happy with my TV as my boyfriend.’Grandma turned on the TV, and the reception was terrible. She started adjusting the knobs, trying to get t...e picture in focus. Frustrated, she started hitting the backside of the TV hoping to fix the problem.The little boy heard the doorbell ring, so he hurried to open the door and there stood Grandma’s minister. The minister said, ‘Hello son, is your Grandma home?’The little boy replied, ‘Yeah, she’s in the bedroom bangin’ her boyfriend.’The minister. . Why are you asking me?” I had no idea how loud he should play.“You guys are the soloists. We’re accompanists. You get to choose how it’s played.”“Just don’t give us some weird tempo that will make us look bad,” Rhonda, the cellist, said.“I ... uh ... don’t know.” I looked desperately at Cindy. She looked like she wanted to crawl in a hole. She took a deep shuddering breath and stood up.“Mr. LeBlanc has been rehearsing us on this all year,” she said. “Changing from full orchestra to a sextet. My pussy ached for him to touch it. He sat back and began rubbing my inner thighs. I slowly opened my legs for him to see my soft, smooth pussy. “Your so beautiful Lace” he said in a whisper. He reached down and touched my pussy. I was literally soaked by this time and there was a large wet spot on the bed. “Someone is excited” he purred.I shivered at his touch.His towel then fell off, exposing his gigantic hard on. “I’m excited too” he said with a wink. My heart raced. What was he planning to. ? "I think whatwe need is something to help her stay still.?Why don't you go and sit on her arms and make her eat your pussy, youlike tohave your pussyeaten don't you?"? he asked. ????? "Sure!" I said cheerfully.? I sat on her arms as instructed.? I grabbed her hair and thrust her into mysteaming slit, mopping up some of the excess wetness with herface.? I pulled her head back up, ripped the tapeoff of her mouth and shoved her head back down. ????? ????? "You better make sure you get her.