Steff set the baby down in the kitchen and we regarded eachother for what seemed like a long time. She was wearing a cute tanktop and skirt, her long ...egs disappearing under the hem.I took her by the hand, and wordlessly led her back to my bedroom. Our bedroom. Once inside I placed my hand on her chest and pushed her down to a sitting position on the bed. She complied silently. Pulled down the edge of my pants and my semi erection sprang into view. She reached up, cupping my balls with her. I was almost done when Aunt Gert walked in but she said not a word until I finished the piece and did a very nice job with it.I could see Aunt Gert was very impressed with my playing."Larry ... That was a wonderfull rendition of Chopin's etude and you have trouble seeing close up, at your age?"I had become quite hard wearing my Aunt Gerts half-glasses so I could see better. Was it the half-glasses or the beads? whatever it was caused me to have a hell of a sausage in my pants and Aunt Gert. He imagined using her face like a cunt, cramming himself inside her forcefully, fucking her mouth, hearing her cry out, and the image horrified and excited him. His brain retracted from the brutal and abusive feeling even as his cock swelled, and he felt his climax begin to explode, spurred by the feeling of power. She felt him start, and pulled her mouth to the head, locked her lips around him, and stroked his cock as he pulsed, and spewed, and his semen blasted several thick shots into her. I was on the point of coming myself, but I did my best to hold back till she was ready. The more vigorous her hip movements became, the harder it got for me to keep the tip of my cock inside her, given my awkward position at the back door, so to speak. Twice I slipped out, and each time she used the free hand to push me back in. When it happened a third time I thought she would push me in again, but instead she maneuvered the tip of my cock against her anus. I expected her to pull away, but.