It was a mess and I wished I had at least made my bed. Mr. Michaels was eating my pussy when his cell phone rang and it was his wife. He told her he ...ot hung up after class and would be home soon. It wasn’t so soon, though, ‘cause we fucked a couple of times first. There was something so sexy about that long, thin cock slithering into my pussy like a snake and making its way all the way to the end. He called me a filthy cunt and a dirty slut a lot when he fucked me, which I really liked. He. When she reached her seat shebowed to the audience and the applause grew.As she turned her back on the audience they grew quite. She signalledJill who gave a clear A. The single note filled the hall and made mesmile. It was happening; it was really happening. I had no more timefor self-indulgence as Stacy pointed to us and I was making sure that Isounded in tune.Satisfied that everything sounded correct Stacy sat down and theorchestra went quite. The silence that filled the hall was broken. A servant looked him over quickly to ascertain that he belonged, and thenescorted him into a sumptuous living room, big enough to accommodate two hundredor more people. Everyone who mattered in magic was there, including many fromthe East Coast and Chicago who'd jetted in just for this event. Present ofcourse was Atsuko Farnsworth, looking sultry and bored all at once in a jaguar-printdress and matching heels. Her lustrous black hair hung down to her waist. Asalways, Tatsu felt the urge to. He still had a hand in his crotch and he was smiling slyly. I realized that I was being set-up. He was trying to get me hot so I would reveal what I had on under the cover-up. I tried to look away from the growing bulge, but I was mesmerized. I wrapped my arms around myself and crossed my legs to show that I was going to resist. For a while, it worked. I even managed to look out the window a few times, but whenever Bud would shift his position, I would glance back to see if anything had.