I began to moan but she spat "Shut up! Don't spoil it!" The music reached a presto and she picked up her speed. It hit prestissimo and she rubbed fran...tically. I had never played so expressively in my life, and now, as the music was coming to an end, so was the build up in my stimulation .Finally, when the piece ended with a fortissimo, a final hard jerk from those delicate hands caused my sperm to spurt out in sharp, thick gouts, spewing onto the keyboard of her grand piano, and when she moved. It was true he did skipa few of his routine chores because everything was so crazy and she wasn't around to remind him, but thatalso meant that next week he'd get a double dose ofpunishment. But one glance at the note dashed that mixed feelingof hope and fear. "Dear Billy, I should be home on Sunday afternoon.I left a message for Angie Garber about taking our Friday session but I haven't got a response so you should call herwhen you get home! I told her you need a good whipping sobe a good. When I stepped out, Diana stepped in and reached to close the door before I stopped her.“No. Please leave it open. I don’t want a door between us. Tasha says that sharing bodily functions is something people in love do because they have no secrets between them.”“That sounds like her,” Diana said.“So, since there are no secrets between people in love do you have anything to tell me?”Diana got quiet as she wiped her pussy. She stood, turning to flush before she came to me and wrapped her arms. " Gayle Hughes."For some reason Gayle immediately felt comfortable talking to Frank."You look familiar," Frank said. "And I don't mean that to be a line. I seem to have met you before." Helen knows Bobby, so I assume we have seen each other before when dropping off or picking up our children."It could be that," Frank said. "But I have a feeling it is because of my work. I am a cop for the county."When Frank said, "cop" Gayle started to cry. Somehow she remembered the day Mike "died." She had.