Abhay couldn’t hide his moan. Roshni eyed him seductively from below. She slowly worked on his penis, pushing the foreskin up and down and engulfing...the head in her mouth, her tongue swirling over it.Abhay had enough. He pulled himself out and caught Roshni’s thighs and placed himself in a position, his erect penis hovering over her wet vagina. He touched it with his tip thrice and taking a deep breath, he plunged himself inside her. Roshni’s legs were wrapped around his body. Abhay began to. “Yes. But I’m not a bad musician. Are you sure I can’t fit in the concert?”The teacher nodded and explained.“Normally, it wouldn’t be that hard to fit you into my class, but this year the principal wants to make a bigger event at the end of classes, and asked for a difficult song that none of the students knew, not even me. We spent months training, and we still haven’t perfected it, it’s a very difficult song, I don’t think you’ll be able to keep up with the students who are months ahead of. My girl is beautiful, well built, classic, yet modern at the same time and always makes me smile every time I see her.My wife is a lying, scheming, conniving, no class bitch who makes me smile every time I DON’T see her. Which is really often since she left me a little over two years ago.I’d discovered that she was having an affair with one of the assholes she worked with. I can still remember the day that I confronted them.Anyway, my girl is irreplaceable ... Seriously. There are no more like. She got up and stood easily in front of us. ‘You’d better undress me then, hadn’t you?’ I couldn’t believe this was happening, but Rahul obviously could, because he sprang up and started pulling her top from out of her jeans. She just stood there and let him. He managed to pull it off over her head and we saw her plain white bra with her big nipples pushing out in front. ‘Come on, Samir,’ she smiled at me, ‘Don’t be left out!’ Galvanized into action, I went behind her and fumbled with the catch.