Here comes the crescendo!

Between all the girls staring lustfully at you, Miss Vee stroking and waving your "baton" around and the teasing and groping you've had to endure today, you're honestly amazed you've lasted this long! Of course, much like the song Miss Villagomez was conducting, you were heading for the big finish.

As the final few notes were played, Miss Vee dropped all pretense and just started stroking you to completion. Any further objections, pleas and even coherent thought left your body as she brought you to orgasm, right then and there.

This musical maestra masterfully milked your manhood dry. All you were aware of was the feeling of this intense pleasure, never before felt in your life, channeling straight through your dick. Your moans were the perfect ending to the musical composition, so much so that several of the girls who were also playing along to your symphony joined in with moans of their own.

A few of the girls in front of you got hit with your first shot as you thrust your hips forward, luckily, Miss Vee shielded them with her other hand to block the second, third and fourth shots. You weren't aware of this though, in fact aside from feeling that you've cum, you weren't aware of much else. It was like you briefly left your body for a moment and were looking down upon yourself getting milked dry by this magnificent music teacher.

As you came back down to earth, you noticed most of the orchestra were fanning themselves or slumped over after achieving their own grand finale. Miss Vee looked you in the eyes and licked the hand she was conducting with, still covered with your seed, and licked her lips like it was her favorite snack.

"That was an excellent performance Sam. Ready for the next song?" The next song!? You barely had the energy to stand, let alone go through that again. If she wasn't holding you up, you'd have collapsed to the floor, due to your legs feeling like they've turned to jelly.