I did not hear any moaning, just rap music. I then thought to myself, “What if they are NOT fucking?!! That would suck!!” I turned the corner and ...as both shocked and excited by what I saw. My mom was bent over the living room couch while Ryan was fucking her from behind. My dick stood at attention. He stood there with his hands around my mom’s waist while he continued to plow her from behind. I could hear his balls slapping against my mom’s pussy (even with the rap music blasting). Her breasts. "You're so beautiful, Elizabeth," I told her.She smiled at me and ran her hand through my curly hair and said, "I love you." She then leaned forward for further kissing. I stuck my tongue into her mouth and felt her respond to it with her own tongue. Reaching up with my hands, I fondled her breasts again, squeezing them and moving them so much that her whole body moved with my motions. I broke away from the kiss and looked down at my erection and aimed it at her vaginal opening, pressing. Ruth didn't even think she had been able to look at her, much less actually meet her eyes. Also, while they must have seen each other undressed hundreds of times without giving it a second thought over the years they had shared a bedroom, this time Kristen had hurried off to the bathroom to change from her clothes into her nightshirt.This was turning into a major problem and she did not know what to do about it, but was getting desperate to get their relationship back to normal.Her attention. I need to find new guardians now and maybe emancipation. Okay. Just a second." Grace already had a notebook open and ready to write down the number. He gave it to her. "Thanks Marta. Wow really? That soon? Of course I'll be at your wedding. And maybe Thanksgiving? I'm glad you're my friend and only wish it hadn't come to that. But I understand. I have to. I like you and I think I need you in my life. Talk to you later."As soon as the elevator opened revealing the three teens, Laura called.