I just couldn’t get over how perfect the tone was, so I played it yet again—this time raising the tempo just a little. It was just incredible! It ...was as if my lungs and the harp were one and the same. I couldn’t feel my breath anymore. I glided effortlessly up and down the scales, bending the notes one by one or using my tongue to blend the cords with an ability I had never possessed until that moment. Encouraged by this newfound talent, I drifted into an impromptu solo. I know this sounds. "make meee youuuur biiitchh, ohhh god..."He was really pounding now, but he had opened me up so well it was just pure pleasure. I could feel drops of his sweat dripping onto my ass & back. The mix of must and sex in the air was intoxicating.He began to groan louder, his cock swelling inside of me."Oh yeah baby! Oh fuck your ass looks so good bouncing off of my cock! You're getting me close!"I looked up and saw his reflection in the back window. He had one hand on my ass, guiding it furiously. I feel his hands begin to roam down my body, down my back, my ass, and my legs. Then I feel something different, it is his mouth, following the same path. Grasping my legs he pulls them wider, kneeling between them. I feel a soft touch of his fingers on my clit. I gasp, I can’t believe how the sensations feel running throughout my body. His tongue begins running up and down my pussy, and around my clit. Softly at first, then harder and faster, he is driving me absolutely crazy, ‘Mike, I don’t. .but never like this.The feel of his beard and mustache against my smooth lipstick covered lips was unbelievably erotic. My lips parted and his tongue was exploring every corner of my mouth. I was soooo turned on, I couldn't imagine it getting any better. That's when he slip his hand down between my legs and began rubbing me through my pantyhose. I was going crazy. Moaning and pulling him tighter and kissing back with unbridled passion. He kept kissing and rubbing me with my legs spread.