She took hold of her jeans together with her thong and started to pull it down. The jeans were hard to take off. It took a long time for me, so I went...to her.Me: Let me help you with this!Mom: Careful this time. I don’t want to fall over you again.She said, laughing.Me: Yes, mom.She bent over to pull it down. I went on my knee to drag it down. With both of us pulling, it went down pretty fast. Mom’s arms went all the way to the floor, and my face all the way to her ass. What a view! I was 1cm. I do, however, always work to get those out of key tuned properly. We are, after all, my school's Symphonic Band, not the Concert Band.Why would I bother getting the others in tune and isn't that the director's job? Well, to answer that is simple. Our Band's Director is my Saxophone instructor, so he knows me well enough to know I can do the job of getting us tuned and warmed up. My fellow band members are all very professional, for being high school students. They don't mess around once we. His breath was ragged, his heart racing and the smell of sex was like an aphrodisiac. All this turned me on as well and my touches got more demanding. I tried to bite him again, but he was too tense. He was a very well build man, absolutely no fat on his body, all muscles. He began to tremble, his hips arching up against me and I had a hard time pushing him down again. He threw his head back. God, he was beautiful. I knew exactly how I could make him melt with soft and gentle touches. And make. I want it so much I can't believe it."Anne smiled back at him, eyes glistening."I know, Stan. I was going to say that you're the first man I've trusted, really trusted, since Daniel. I don't know how you've done it, but that's a fact I can't deny. It's... it's happened so quickly, that's all. But I want to be with you!"Stan's more cautious nature reasserted itself."I want that too, Anne. But let's take things as they come, for now, and not say things we might regret later. I think we'll.