I asked her to come. She came and we went nearby coffee shop. Her eyes were full of red colour maybe because she was cried a lot for the first time.I ...alled as dear, what’s the problem. She sat quietly. I went near her and hold her hands in between mine and asked again. She started crying there itself and rested her head on my shoulders and started telling. She got married 3 years back her husband is a PM in a reputed companyAnd work alcoholic. He always comes home late around 12 or 1 am and. Off in the distance, Val heard the Asian girl laughing delightedly, and calling for "More, more, more!"When Val finally went limp, Ling took a vibrator from a hidden compartment in the side of the bed, and wet it by placing it in her mouth, then she started tapping Val's body with it. Her breasts, nipples, belly lips, and paused briefly before rubbing it over Val's entire face, before switching it on and applying it to her right nipple.Val's limpness evaporated, and she became a flurry of. “I’m not hearing the f-f-full p-pipes?” The sound was quiet, subdued, and didn’t have any of the power she assumed a pipe organ would have.“No. This organ has a digital structure built in. I need to flip a switch to actually use the pipes. But, I foresee months, years of practice, before I’d be willing to try them.”She nodded. Practical, sound, logical. You build up to something as grandiose as using the pipes in an actual full sized pipe organ.“Is ... is it harder? Playing an organ, instead of. Of course my cock was like a rock at that point, and I was thinking about what I had gotten myself in to. The ride to her apartment took ten excruciating minutes, and by the time we reached her door I was hard enough to knock down a brick wall. I couldn't keep my hands off of her. She smelled like lilacs, which she of course knows is my favorite and puts on every time we get together. As we entered her aparment she grabbed my cock and told me to get a beer from the fridge. She also asked.