"Mmn... Oh!... I'm such a bad mother, I can't believe it... Why am I enjoying this?... We shouldn't be doing this... Honey, please get off me?"I nibbl...d and licked at her nipple."But you don't want me to, do you mother?" I whispered into one ear, "you know that deep down inside you love having your son's throbbing member thrust deep inside your Cunt!" Mmmmm... Nooo... No, no it's wrong, and it's against God... Oh!... Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"She stiffened and arched her back for a few seconds. Soon, I heard the sounds of Christina's scale drills as the mellow sound of the violin filled the house. I knew that it wouldn't bother me at all and I hoped the others would like the sounds.With three days of intense student activity, our classes were organized, the materials and books were located, and we had established a routine. After dinner, we all did class work while Christina practiced, sometimes as long as four hours. We usually took a coffee break together after a couple of hours.One. I still wanted more and so did you, but this time not softly and gently. We both wanted to fuck each other’s brains out before we went to sleep. I walked over to the bed but before I could sit down, you flipped me over and pushed me onto the bed so my ass was sticking up. Then you pulled me so I was over the edge of the bed and in the perfect position. You rubbed my clit and started to finger my pussy roughly and hard, making my pussy become oh so very wet, and I immediately enjoyed an. I walked on over to the table of white champagne and took a glass and sipped it."Hello, Jessie," said a female, silky voice from behind.I turned around and I nearly dropped the glass to the floor. Standing in front of me was Melissa George looking drop dead gorgeous in a silver dress and her long chestnut brown hair curled around her shoulders. "Hi, Melissa," I said. Don't get turned on, don't get turned on, I thought. But my eyes seemed to lower down from her face, neck, shoulders, to her.