His expression said what his words clearly could not, but I knew that he wanted this just as much, if not more than I did, and perhaps had done so for quite some time.

With that I placed my hands behind me, so that I was leaned against the piano, and allowed him to continue caressing me, delighted when his hands now strayed to my pussy without my guidance. After a few tantalising moments with my clit, his hands, which now dripped with my cum, forced my legs apart and, with a last, lustful look, Robert thrust his dick inside me, sending pulsating spasms of fire right to the ends of my each and every finger. I clenched my pussy around him, feeling his entire length sliding smoothly inside my walls then slamming up against my sensitive spots. It felt so fucking good, but I wanted him to know just how good it could be. I pulled my hips back tentatively, so that the tip of his cock momentarily rested on my clit with a sensation that made me gasp with joy before slamming it deep back in me with a commanding movement. Each time I did this I looked at his long, hard shaft, thrusting it back and forth as Robert emitted his own little cries that mingled with my own aural expelling of pent up longing as I fucked him. I had worried that my tight, young pussy would not take him, but his cock, coated in our mixed cream, glided in and out of me perfectly. Biting down on my lip to control the intensity of my arousal, I glanced up at his face to see his eyes alight with passion and boring into mine, perspiring in a way that set his whole body on fire as it gyrated against me.

‘Oh Kate!’ he gasped, now apparently devoid of embarrassment. ‘Oh fuck! Oh fuck do you feel good! So warm and deep around my cock! Just you keep on fucking me, please don’t stop, whatever you do, you sexy, dirty girl!’

As he pounded me faster and faster, increasing the volume of my cries and sending tremors between us, I grabbed his ass and pulled him ever deeper into me, crying out louder and deeper as he penetrated me in ways that I had never been penetrated before. He was no longer the mild-mannered choirmaster, but a filthy, horny, sexual beast who was just as desperate for an earth-shattering orgasm as I was. We both increased in rhythm, our hands frantically fondling every part of each other that we could find whilst his stiff cock pounded in and out of me over and over again, the piano keys emitting a frenzied chorus of notes as Robert pounded my ass against them. Perhaps fearing that someone may overhear the discordant notes, he withdrew