On her walk back to her dorm she kept wondering how one could dance to the ‘Moonlight Sonata’. ********************************** ‘Moonlight Son...ata’ is a beautiful piece of music, composed by Ludwig van Beethoven in 1801. He was thirty-one years old when he wrote it. It has three movements. Beethoven did not give the piece its romantic name. In the times when it was written, that task was left to the publisher of the music. Beethoven’s name for his composition was merely Opus 27, No. 2, Sonata. His cock jerked in appreciation as her pussy clamped down tightly on it, squeezing it. He saw the tear in her eye as she realized what had happened to her. How could this have happened? She had been saving herself for so long, refusing the countless number of boys that were always trying to talk their way into her panties. And now it was gone, gone to an older man that didn't love her, only wanting to fuck her. And to make it worse, she had helped him. Helped him to take her. Fumbling at the cloth he was finally able to push it aside and enter the space. Both women were sitting on the bunk, Sosho doing needlework as was her practice these days and Nesho sifting through a basket of herbs. Sosho looked, grinned, jumped up and stepped over to him, wrapping her arms around him in a huge hug. Wrapping a free arm around her, he squeezed her affectionately."Well, someone seems to be glad to see you!" Nesho observed from her seat. She was smiling up at them but there was. Perhaps it’s all three of them.”We all burst out laughing. As the laughter died down a smiling Linda asked, “I’m sorry, Goyse but I want to know. Did you actually enjoy my wet sloppy pussy?”“I did actually. I don’t know why but for some unknown reason I was more turned on than I usually am. Now it’s my time for a question.”“Shoot.”“Did you enjoy the stranger?”“Yes, I did, tremendously so. He stretched me so much that it hurt but once he got all the way inside me I started to cum and I didn’t.