She was so, so close, fast approaching a wall she knew that she could never breach. She moaned. I can do this, she thought. I can say it. Hurt me. Ple...se, Marko, hurt me.Suddenly, he stopped. Gemma gasped in frustration as he dragged himself out of her.‘Please,’ she moaned. ‘Don’t stop.’ Desire pulsed through her empty cunt.‘I’m sorry,’ said Marko from behind her, voice low and hoarse. ‘You have to go.’Gemma looked up from Lena’s pussy and gasped in shock. Lena was gone, and in her place was…. “Sometimes music,” I said. “Especially if I’m racing but not so much when I’m just doing a morning run. Music helps me even out my stride. You know one of the first things Nanette taught me when she found I was still limping when I ran last year was to three-count my steps.”“Three-count?”“Yes. You know marching cadence is a four-count. Left right left right. The emphasis is always on the same leg. But if you count out a waltz while you’re running, the downbeat switches from left foot to right. . Cathy,” as the blushing girls kicked the bench away from the piano and smirked at each other.Cathy started a slow, one finger passage, followed by Andie’s answer on the lower register. Then, it rapidly got faster and more complex. Their hands were crossing and they were even playfully pushing each other out of the way before each solo passage. By the end, their hands were once again a blur and even when all four hands were going at once, they were STILL crossing hands and bumping their butts. I decided to stay the night since it was my friend's house. I hadn't seen Abi for some time thinking she left. I went to one of the rooms to bed down and to my suprise, Abi was asleep in one of the beds. I don't know why, but a thought popped in my head.I quietly walked up to the edge of the bed and undid my pants and pulled my cock out. I got within inches of her face and started jerking off. The original idea was that I was hoping that she'd wake up and see what I was doing, but she just laid.