Even through his trousers; Joan could clearly feel Robert’s semi hard cock twitching and this sent her mind into turmoil; all sense of the situation...and the fact this was her own son; went out the window as she now moulded her body to his; still not breaking their kiss. Robert managed to slide his hand between them and he located his mother’s rock hard nipple and gently he twisted it as another rush of steaming hot breath seemed to sear its way down his thought and his mother groaned into his. Crosby on Friday after I returned from our track meet and told him I’d walk down to escort him to the party on Saturday at noon. He was thrilled that he was invited.At noon, Gage and I were walking toward his home when I saw my Lady PI parking her vehicle on the opposite curb across from Mr. Crosby’s. She was parked behind a long line of cars which belonged to our party guests. Without breaking step, I told him to look to his left. He did and asked, “Is that her?”“That’s her! She’s brave. Ship was having a mood and I was pretty sure he was a computer. A really good computer but a computer just the same. How can a computer have a mood?For that matter, how does a computer talk like a concierge at a five star hotel? I know I owned the best of personal computers available and it didn't do even a tenth of what Ship does, not even one percent.It was time to do a little investigating of my own.I knew Simone was Not going to be one iota of help. She was sold on Ship. He could sweet talk. He began kissing me, rather keenly and as one hand cupped the back of my neck the other was working my belt loose and getting into my boxers on onto my cock. I hadn’t even had the chance to get a semi at this stage!He was moving my jeans, I thought to give his hand more room but they and my boxers were quickly down to my knees. He now spun me round and bent over the desk. Both hands pulled my pants down now to my ankles and then were onto my cheeks. As I was pushed apart there was his tongue.