I could smell the tang of her juices as my lips edged closer and closer to the opening of her fragrant passage. Her cunt lips glistened wetly, where h...er pussy juice had seeped from between the lips. Running my fingers along the inside of her thigh, I pressed gently, spreading them and opening her pussy.The whole time we had our eyes locked on each other. I grabbed her by the hips and she let out this OOOOHHHH! of anticipation. I was so desperate to just plunge my dick in her O! – So - Hot & wet. Sure, the long red hair, pulled into a tight ponytail, the freckled face, pale blue eyes, thick lips, the shy pretty smile, were all the same. As lovely as she was in high school, she had not been particularly, well, sexy. She had been whisp thin, flat-chested, and very introverted. As promising a player as she was, Tom spent a lot of time with her. But, aside from maybe eyeing her little bubble butt from time to time, he never really thought of her sexually. Which was a good thing for a. Mom had to stop pumping into Ashley while she put her head down, muffling her orgasm into her arms while her kitten squeezed my hardness.Mom recovered quickly, and began pumping into Ashley once again with both fists. I removed my hardness from her to let her concentrate on giving Ashley another orgasm. I moved over and started sucking on the available breast while Pam continued to work on the other one. I wasn't sucking for more than a few seconds before Ashley grabbed the back of my head as. On the surface, this was to master each new piece, but he had also found that by committing the piece to memory, he could ignore the music and watch only Miss Adair as her baton drew him through each new piece. There was a visible reaction each time he completed a difficult transition or movement. A quarter note pause at the precise moment caused her to hold her breath, staccato repetitions in an increasing crescendo brought her arms higher with each new measure and her bountiful bosom seemed.