She’d never seen this side of him before – never even imagined it existed. Surprised just didn’t seem to cover it. Claire’s mind thought back ...o the first time she visited his house. She remembered not being sure if he was being honest when he said that she would be different – not like all the other girls. Now she was starting to believe that he had really meant it. She took a quick glance up at him, his hair shining in the sunlight. Scott looked so content and at home surrounded by the trees.. “Would you ... like to practice? We’ve really only spent a couple of sessions going through the music for my recital and I don’t want to pressure you but it would help me to practice with you,” she said.“That would be great. Just what I need at the end of the day. But ... I don’t have my guitar with me today. Can we practice after class tomorrow?”“Oh, sure. I didn’t even stop to think about your instrument being a little bigger than my flute case. I saw your new video Sunday night. It was so. Over a decade later, an incident occurred which put greater strain on the family. Catherine had been explaining the facts of life to her son one day and things had quickly got out of hand. At the age of eleven Frank had matured rapidly, to the point of demanding a graphic display of his mother's erotic wisdom.They had been alone in the house at that time by arrangement with Frank's father. Just as Frank and his mother had become intimate, the door of the house had been flung open to admit Uncle. He undressed me in a drop of a second and started fondling my butt and bottom slowly he put his finger in my hole and started back and forth movement caressing was incredible. I was completely mute; I never expected such pleasure. He put some saliva on my bottom, took him out from the undies and slowly forced it in to me. He was experienced. I felt little pain to start with but he guided it inside me with his finger smoothly. He started fucking me. I was feeling him deep inside me. His bulb was.