”I launched into Concierto de Aranjuez, by Joaquin Rodrigo, the only classical guitar piece I knew.When I finished she stood up, walked over to my c...air and kissed me, softly, on the lips.“Thank you,” she said, “you play beautifully. I’m going to turn in, I’ll see you in the morning.”She disappeared into her room, closing the door behind me, and I continued to play, softly for another half hour before I, too, went to bed.I was up with the lark the following morning, six-thirty, so I jumped into. I sat down, and before I knew what was happening, she dove between my legs and started sucking my cock. "Hey!" I protested, half-heartedly, "that's cheating! You can't get me ready to cum like that!" A roar of laughter came from the host and the few members of the party who weren't already breaking away to start their own action. She released my cock with a wet pop and slid her panties off before climbing on top of me. "All's fair," she grinned, and then lowered herself onto my cock. I groaned. As the class bell sounded, Jake got out of his seat and attempted to head to his next class. Ms. Dyers called him over to her desk, "Mr. Stevens, I have finished reading your book report, I was not impressed, stop by my office after school so we can figure out how to improve your studies" Jake flinched, “But Ms Dyers, I already have baseball practice, that won’t be over until around 4:30. And I have to shower and change, I have dinner plans tonight, It’s my 18th birthday! Can’t we just do it. He shrugged. “Don’t we all?”They laughed together and went back home.When they returned, their father, Rodan, a muscular titan of a man was already there. He lay sprawled on the cushions, his long brown hair flowing over broad shoulders. A loincloth covered his privates and an ornate bone necklace denoted his rank. So engrossed was he in the book in his hand that he didn’t seem to notice the arrival of his children.Alana and Ari helped their mother cook while Aemon sat in the corner and.