Well, as you canimagine, strong sexual urges don't just magically get up and walk away and one fateful day, theywere exposed. It had been a rough week... at work and I finally decided to just take a day off in themiddle of the week to get some relaxation in not to mention a little "me time". I got dressed, dug out atoy we had received the previous month at a gag gift party, some lube, set some appropriate pornrunning on my laptop beside the bed and got busy. Sounds normal enough, right? Well. Cynthia had padded me out before I'd slipped into this dress, so I knewsomething about what Bob meant by 'what it conceals.' "Be bold,"Cynthia'd said as she filled out my bra to a more than modest size."'What God has forgotten, we stuff with cotton!'" Only it was shapedfoam.He asked me to dance -- fortunately Cynthia had taught me the elementals-- and he pressed himself against me while we swayed together. For twoslow dances I practiced enjoying a man's close embrace, and practicedgirlish. That is a lullaby she'd play for me when I couldn't sleep. Sappy, I know. But, it was the first real piece I learned, once I knew how to play.” “Both my kids learned through me as well. It was a real bonding time. Both still play from time to time, but they don't have the same kind of passion for it as I do. Your mother is very talented, Isaac.” “Oh, she knows. Though she loves being told so, she adores when people stroke her musical ego. Though she isn't cocky, or anything,” his boyish grin. She jumped when he put his finger inside her pussy. He told her how tight she felt. She turned around and looked at him and said something…I couldn’t make out what it was. She seemed to be telling him something. He kinda laughed at her and then smacked her butt hard. He then told her to lay her head down, spread her cheeks and take his dick. He then started to push inside her. I could hear her moaning and saying….”ouch, ouch…ouch”. He then put his hand between her ass cheeks and the other on.