" Yeah, of course, by the time you're a senior in high school, you're either national champion or you've already made that decision." Or had it made f...r you," Saul replied. "Families push kids into the championship race, and they either go or they don't. My folks asked me long ago how badly I wanted to try, and we talked about it for a few weeks. I finally said 'no'. Tempting, though. You planning to look at journalism, Tom?" No," Tom answered. "Not really sure what. I'm trying Economics, but. "Her arms wrapped around my torso and her fingers found my nipples. Whenshe toyed with the two points of tissue, it sent powerful arousal signalsto my dick. I tried to get hard but could only strain against the newsheath of rubberized covering. My response to her tantalizing was severaltimes stronger than it would have been in the past. I got weak in theknees. All I could think about was receiving more of her touch. I gaspedand moaned.My attention on the way to the video mirror had been. " Are you with the LPO?" Yes." Good for you. I shall have to make sure I introduce you to my wife when she comes up with me in May. She's an organist."Sally smiled. "Way beyond me," she replied. "Four fingers, a bow and only one stave of music are enough for me. Ten fingers, two feet, three lines of music and all those stops. Phew!"Trevor Kirkwood laughed. "There's a lot less delicacy of touch though." True but I still give any organist full marks if they can do more than just bash out hymns.". You hear his voice reassure you that everything is all right, urging you to just relax and enjoy this experience that is all about you. As a pair of hands works their way up to your thighs, another pair of hands begins playing with your bosom. Your unease begins to be overwhelmed by your excitement. The first pair of hands starts to work on your inner thighs as the second pair of hands continues their exploration, rubbing oil into your gorgeous tits and increasing the tweaking and pulling of.