I went near my mom’s bedroom window and opened it. I was shocked on seeing that scene. My uncle was fucking mom from behind. All I could see is my m...m’s boobs hanging down. It was shaking a lot. I don’t know what to do and I got an instant hard-on. I took my mobile out and captured the video of them fucking. My mom was shouting ‘vegama idi vegama idi ‘aaahhhhh aaahhhhh’. I silently shoot the video for a while and left my home and went to internet cafe and started browsing for few hours and. Once again his car was nowhere to be seen.The search was futile. I ended up grabbing some Taco Bell and going home. Part of me hoped he’d be sitting on the porch waiting for me. But when I arrived home, he wasn’t there.A few hours later, the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, Fred stood on the other side. As I let him in, he said, “We need to talk.”He followed me into the living room and sat next to me on the couch. For several minutes we sat in uncomfortable silence. I finally broke it by. Just above the CD's I saw the books he had on his bookshelf. Thebookshelf had the normal paperback novels including some of theclassics and some of the newer popular novels, some histories, and aheavy book that looked like it was very old. The outside cover wasleather. Some of the title letters on the cover were worn off.It said: "Prat... Ma..c... Pr...e..."I heard the toilet flush just as I opened it. The inside title pagesaid, "Practical Magic: A Primer by Mary English. 1694."I stood there. She closed her eyes and just made short murmurings telling me how good that felt. I loved it as her nipples grew in my fingers – they got to about the size of my little fingers last joint and then Beth started to perform. I wasn’t surprised as I’d seen a number of the girls at the club have orgasms and they all reacted noisily and some with a lot of action. Beth started giving instructions but her main cry was to “hurt them baby’. I squeezed as hard as I could until eventually Beth ordered me.