I was not hard. Yesterday, she smiled at me and I was hard. Now, after her mouth was on my cock for five minutes, I was still soft. Immediately, I was... worried something had gone wrong with my programming. I thought about what Uncle Bert, through Andy, had said. It depended on where you put the comma.I thought, “Get hard!”“Wow! That is nice,” she mumbled as she sucked me in again. Yes, it was nice. Nice and hard.I could feel Andy’s perfect, shapely legs around my head start to tense and relax,. We began. Incredibly, we played that entire piece without stopping, not even once. And not just because we didn't want to. We didn't make a mistake through the entire piece, not a single one. It was perfect. When it was over, we both slumped back, in awe of ourselves, each with a hand on the keys and one between the other's legs, both drawn more tightly back than when we had started. I could now feel the edge of Mom's hand along the front of my crotch, a good inch and a half closer than when. ” After some more kisses, Rod dragged my naked body to the edge of the bench seat. He spread my legs and raised my knees so that they were straddling his shoulders. Rod then entered me with little trouble as I was very moist. His cock felt so much better than the handle of my hair brush. It wasn't very long before Rod said that he was close to cumming. “Pull out Rod, pull out! I don’t want to get pregnant,” I shouted anxiously. As Rod was pulling out he ejaculated, with a stream of cum. ’ He had one arm around her, holding her. ‘Your hand is so big, you can use your thumb and put your fingers inside me.’ He tried this, sliding two fingers inside, sliding them out again. Her body arched. ‘Keep going.’ ‘Mom?’ ‘Hmmm?’ ‘Could I…’ He paused. ‘Say it, Danny. Whatever you want, ask for it.’ ‘Could I go down on you?’ ‘First?’ ‘You said it would take you longer anyway, and it’s something I really want to do.’ She tried to make room for him between her legs, moving up towards.