She tried to grab me me as much as she could, with all the strength she could muster, sobbing continuously. The tears were streaming from her eyes.As ...oon as Lauren backed away, Carla relaxed and her crying eased. But then as soon as Lauren leaned in again, the tantrum continued."I guess I can change her. But I have no idea how to do it. You could give me instructions."I remember all those sitcoms and movies where the guy sees soiled diapers for the first time. They always shrink back in horror. It was a string quartet—two violins, viola, cello—with a guitar. As I read the program notes, I discovered the composer, Luigi Boccherini, had composed a dozen guitar quintets in Italy back in the late 1700s. I made a mental note to get some of that music and see if we could add a flute and use it for our sextet in the fall. We’d have to replace our first violin and bass as they both graduated, but I was hoping we’d get to reprise the sextet.“You could add a flute to that easily,” Remas. My worries gone for the time being, she seemed to be trying to be gentler with me today. The gang were keen to hear how our date had gone. Lisa gushed about how good it had been and how much of a gentleman I was, which made me blush."He was so good, took me to all the places I wanted to go and let me see the film I wanted. Paid for all the food I like, a perfect date!" she said, kissing me on the cheek."Wow, you old romantic you," sniggered Dave."Hey I think it's nice. Not all boys would be so. Her eyes were closed, her shorts were around her ankles, and her slit was being manipulated. He dipped a finger into her warm treasure."Ohhh ya." she whispered, writhing against his hand. He pulled his finger out of her, knowing that he had to hurry. Pussy on fire, gasping for breath, Liz braced herself against the cupboard as Danny sunk to his knees behind her. He had a closeup view of Liz's ass. His dream view. He could stare all day at her gorgeous ass, barely covered by the white triangle.