Now go to sleep, and sweet dreams.”Maeson stayed until Kimber dropped off to sleep, gently stroking her hair and neck waiting for her to fall asleep... When she did, he got up as quietly as he could and left for his own room.When Maeson woke up the next day, it was a bit later than normal. Kimber and he had gotten in late, and it seemed like a little sleeping ‘in’ was in order. This didn’t mean that he wasn’t going to follow the routine he had set down for himself. Maeson was a creature of habit,. Court moved up behind her and gently hugged her, willing her to calm down. The music was having its effect too. Technically perfect, Timermat was pulling every last bit of emotion and melody out of the Chopin sonata without making it cloying or mawkish. She revelled in the beauty of the music and his performance.The sonata ended and Timermat rose from the piano stool and bowed. He stepped forward."Ladies and Gentlemen, yesterday I came here for a few minutes to get the feel of this beautiful. I checked my watch. It was 11:20. Knowing my sister and mom were bound to be home soon, I kissed Sarah lightly on the cheek, and turned to leave.“Mark,” said Sarah.I turned around.“Promise me we can do that more often?”“Promise me that too,” I laughed. She just smiled. That killed me. It’s one of those smiles where it can pierce the coldest man’s heart, but can also completely intoxicate you, like a beer. “It’s not like you are moving away again,” I said. “I really want this for us, and if you. A phenomenon I like to call the "Jell-O effect."There wasn't a day that went by when I didn't want to sink my thick 7-inch cock into her tight, pink pucker. Honestly, I was so in love with that fuckin' ass of hers, my dick throbbed every time I saw it. Unfortunately, my chances of ever fucking my mom's sweet ass were a little less than zero. It was totally pointless to even consider. Mom would never allow her baby boy to stick his hard prick into her luscious pear-shaped ass. At least, that's.