Would you play it for me again? It will be just like she was playing for me when I was a little girl.”Knowing how emotional the music was to Sandy, ...I looked at her questioningly. She had watery eyes but smiled at. She took my hand and pulled me toward the music lounge. Everyone else followed.Sandy pulled me down beside her, hugged me then began playing again. Once again as she played, huge tears ran down her cheeks. As the piece was almost finished she had her eyes squeezed shut trying to keep. "JESUS!" Dan exclaimed from his position beside the bed. "You're doing okay, Angie, don't stop now!"Dan was beginning to pull at the huge shaft of his heavily throbbing cock. He had never seen anything so magnificent as the sight of the two beautiful young women together. He could tell that John was enjoying it too, as Ruth's husband looked on with an intense expression, his hand fondling down between his thighs, clutching his painfully jerking prick."Oh God!" Ruth moaned again. It was going to. I tried to lift my head to look round at him, wondering what the fuck was going on, he pushed my head down again and before I knew it my skirt was up around my waist and he was roughly pulling my tights and knickers down over my thighs. I can still remember word for word the things he said to me as he had me pinned down on his desk. It still sends a shiver down my spine and into my juicing pussy.''Don't fucking move you little slut!'' He sounded like a hungry, feral a****l as he pressed his. I don't think I moved the slightest bit during the night; I was dead to the world. I was quite sure that my little sister was in a similarly comatose state in her bed in Reading!xxxxxxxOver breakfast that Friday morning, Julie gave me the third degree about exactly what I had done with Jen. I told her as much as I could remember."Bloody hell, Jon, the two of you must have been going at it hammer and tongs!" It felt a bit like that; Jen wanted to store up some orgasms against the approaching.