.. down to his smooth shaven balls that hung low between his legs and were resting on the couch. With the jeans gone, he pulled off his shirt and I kn...lt between his legs, transfixed on his tool."You like what you see slut?" he asked."Yes sir I do, you're cock looks amazing!" I submissively said."Well get to work then faggot, it's not going to suck itself."I leaned down and put my nose and face in his crotch, smelling his musky balls and feeling the heat on my face. I slowly kissed and licked. But as Harry sat on the edge of his desk, Jane got up. She took his hand and pulled him into her arms. They were slow dancing. Her eyes were closed, not so much to feel their intimate contact, but to listen to the music. It was really good. She noticed the melody. She had to listen closely, but she noticed it. Simple but using the full spectrum of a chord, sort of like an Eno melody. It was lovely.His eyes were open. They wanted to receive every nuance of her reaction to him and his music. She. Caleb had assumed he was going to get lucky again, but maybe this was just an art session this time.He went into another room and got undressed. He wrapped the towel around him and then stepped out into the room. Mary walked him to the stool and leaned into him. She quietly explained to him that she was wondering if he would mind posing for some erotic sketches. She told him that if it was ok she would pose with him for the others. He didn’t have a problem with it and told her it sounded. She had no control over it, and she didn't want to control it.The sensations of her cunt flexing around his cock were as exciting to her as they were to her son. She thought she could feel each ridge of his throbbing cock inside her receptive cunt. He would plunge deep, then withdraw. On each plunge she felt his balls brushing against the hot cheeks of her ass, the base of his cock smashing her knotted clitoris and throbbing between her stretching cunt lips.As he withdrew, he would almost but.