I just gave my sixteen-year-old math student a handjob. I grabbed two towels from the dryer and tossed him one when he walked naked into the hall. His...cock still half-hard and a strand of cum dangled from the head. ”You got a little something,” I joked, ”Down there.”He looked down then wiped it off with a corner of his towel. I walked past him, drying my hair, still naked. He followed me to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, I pulled out a bottle of pinot grigio and a wedge of extra sharp. I didn't fuck him yet however, not knowing if he'd be able to control himself for as long as we needed him too. I had him hold perfectly still, using my inner muscles to clasp and clench his cock. Up until now, I'd never tried doing that on a real cock before. I'd certainly practiced the technique numerous times on cucumbers, zucchinis, and eventually my dildo's and vibrators until I had managed to do what I felt was a fairly good job of learning muscle control."Oh fuck!" He moaned out loud. The professor is scared out of his foolish mindbut is managing to stumble along, with what I now see, is his dick hangingout of his pants. I go running, trying to stay hidden, but still not miss anyof this. My dad pushes them both down hard, on the wet lawn behind some hedges.He says something I can't quite hear, but he definitely is smoldering. He pullsthem back up and places them back to back and somehow ties both sets of handstogether with his belt. Mom's starting to cry so he stuffs her. Her hips were working overtime to keep up with her powerful young son and she loved every second of it. "Oh, you're so hard Mark, so hard and deep in mummy’s pussy." Her arse came up off the bed as he pushed down bringing on maximum penetration and maximum stimulation for her stiff clitoris. "Fuck me hard Mark, fuck it as hard as you can. Make me cum. Make your mother's pussy cum all over that wonderful hard cock."Hearing his mother talk like that turned Mark on even more. He decided to see how.