"Yes. He's one of my favorite composers." Do you remember Amy Grant, the girl who played the piano in the jazz band last year?"My mother nodded. "Cute...girl," she said. "She seemed very shy when we went to see you after the Christmas performance." She's going to be featured doing an adaptation of Chopin's Prelude in C Minor during the talent show in a few weeks." Really?" She loves classical music, but we're also teaching her jazz and rock riffs. Roy Fennel will be accompanying her."Merry smiled. I moved myself between her legs and started to lick her pussy. My finger was still inside her making slow strokes in and out. My tongue was circling her clit, sometimes softly touching the tip only. It seemed she did not want to come too fast. She pulled my head up and started to lick her pussy juice from my mouth. My finger was still in her pussy. She moved me on my back and started to massage my breasts. Her lips moved to my left breast as her hand massaged my right breast. Her face went. I planned on napping until it was dark enough for our purposes and like all good soldiers, I could fall asleep any place and any time I wanted.Sarah gently woke me up at seven-thirty. It was full dark by then. The women had changed out of the medtech uniforms into the black trousers and colored tunics that the university staff wore. I remained dressed in my normal clothing with the addition of the mesh garment that defused the beam weapons that I had stitched to the inside of my cotton. ?Josh pulled Heidi towards him and planted her on his lap; he started to rougly maul her big wet breasts from behind. He pressed them against her chest, lifting them towards her chin, letting them fall into position again. Every playful, explorative cuppingprocedure he could think of and Heidi had to endure the manhandling of her sensitive mounds for a few minutes, while I finished my beer. I pulled out my unloaded gun and confronted Heidi ? who still sat unwillingly on Josh?s lap and endured.