I started as a pianist when I was eight or nine, but then I heard Honky Tonk Train Blues, or something. I heard James Booker and Professor Longhair, a...l the New Orleans guys, and it struck me. I had to sound like that. I never will, but I keep on trying. They’re the greatest piano players ever. The rhythm, the music. Spiritual music. A sound like that can heal a broken heart. And Ragtime. I love that too. Still piano players. All the styles are linked. You can hear Scott Joplin in every note. She gasped and I just stared. I finally tore my eyes from her beautiful breasts and looked her in the eyes. Her face was crimson but there was a strange look on her face. We slowly leaned toward each other and I delivered a gentle kiss. I don’t know how long we held each other and kissed but by mutual consent, and without a word, I led her from the swimming hole and into the house. We stopped several times on the way for more kisses and touches. Susan would let loose with that special giggle of. Well, she asked. As a reply I moved her hand to my erection. What do you think. She smiled, relieved that I approved. He was very gentle but insistent and slipped a finger inside her as she played with his huge cock. Sue said that she was so excited, being felt up like that in public, although there was no-one else about, there was still an element of danger. With one finger up inside her, his palm rubbing her clit, his tongue in her mouth. There was no stopping now as her excitement grew and. Making his daughter suck my cock and swallow my come was just me pushing him and proving to him that I was now in control of the house.The spunk in my balls was now boiling over and I could feel early strands of pre-come seeping from my spunk hole, I pushed Fiona's head away sending her backwards into the back of the sofa and out of my way and Gez’s view. I pushed Alice down onto the floor on her knees and stood up above her and aimed my cock back down her throat, I pumped her face five or six.