Once inside, he shut and locked the door. I was confused but once more hypnotized when he looked me right in the eye. “So,” he said, “you’re t...uly my number one fan then?” I nodded, a bit embarrassed when he read my card out loud. I tried to say something but words failed me. “You’re a violinist, fresh graduate from uni?” he enquired, his voice wooden, almost like a poker player determined not to lay his cards on the table just yet. “Yes, but I know you’re a violist, not a violinist.” “Says. She could get student loans for whatever tuition we couldn't afford, which was most of it. She wanted to become an elementary school teacher. Her parents promised to help as much as they could. If they knew how we tore the skin off each other down in the basement they might have thought her unfit. Even after falling asleep in exhaustion I'd often awake a few hours later with Cindy working my limp dick with her mouth until I was ready to go again. She did amazing things with her mouth but what. She climbed on The bed and put her knees on each side of my head and sunk herself on me i began to lick her i could barely Breath she began rocking back and forth it didnt take me long and i had her cuming she had hold of the Head board and was really fuc*ing my face she told me i was a good little slut. She then stood up and turnedaround and told me to take care of her as* hole to that she hadnt never had that done she straddled me again and put her ass right in my face i could barely breath. They were running late, which in turn caused dinner to be late and on top of that her parents had plans for the evening. So Sylvie never got the chance to talk to her brother. So her plan shifted to having to wait for her parents to leave for the evening and finally get some answers from Brock. That seemed so easy until Brock announced that he had a paper due and would be studying. Then her parents wanted to spend some time with her before they went out because they wouldn’t be back until.