When I arrived at her house on Monday, the first thing she did was ask me if I had been practicing. With last week’s warning in mind, I said yes, of...course I’d been practicing, though it quickly became obvious that I hadn’t been when I wasn’t playing any better than last week. She stopped me halfway through an exercise and told me to stand up. I did as she said, feeling rather guilty. It seemed as though the sweet house wife that taught me piano had been replaced by an angry nun. She had me. “Well, now what? What exactly are you planning on doing?” He asked it of his daughter and lit up another cigarette. This one he started smoking himself.Shelley stumbled a little explaining it, but I refrained from taking over. This was her moment, and I didn’t want to ruin it. At the end she turned to me and asked, “Did I say that right?”I smiled. “Pretty much. By the end of this, we’re going to have to pretty it all up, but you got it right. We’re going to smoke a bunch of cigarettes through. I tried to suck one in my mouth and it wasn't easy. Both of them would be impossible. He moaned as I gave his balls overdo attention. They tasted and smelled so manly. That smell and the tequila was getting to me. I released his balls and moved up to his cock. I guessed him at about 7 to 8 inches long. He was cut and had a prominent head. I licked that and took him into my mouth. Something I doubted Nancy had done in awhile. I worked up and down on his cock taking him as deep down my throat as. His pulse was pounding madly as he thought of the easy chance of her noticing him. It wouldn’t be like what happened earlier when she’d walked in by accident. If she saw him now it would be obvious he meant for her to see him.With the steam of the shower, his view of his mother was even cloudier, but he could see enough to know when she stopped moving, facing in his direction. Through the misted glass her view of him was probably no better. She might not have seen the details of his bared cock,.