Gray tank top clings tight, blue floral miniskirt hiked up, pantyhose ripped open at the crotch. She straddles him on the piano bench first. Lips locked, grinding hard. Heavy breathing fills the room. Skirt flips up as she bends over the keys. His hands rip into her pantyhose, fingers plunging into wet pussy. Moans mix with piano creaks. She leans back on the bench next, legs splayed wide in high heels. He stands over her, cock out, slamming in deep. Skin slapping loud. Gasps turn to screams. Ass cheeks jiggle from the rhythm. Pantyhose shreds more with every thrust. Wet sounds everywhere. She arches, tits heaving under the tank. He grabs her thighs, pulls her closer.