I rushed to the adjacent room and tried to peep. I couldn’t see much, the lights were off.From the light outside the house, I could see my father, G...rish arching over my mother. Her legs were on his shoulder and he was fucking her nice and hard. My mother was moaning in a very low tone. That was when Girish started grabbing her boob and sucking them very hard and maybe even bit her nipple. Padma let out a loud moan filled with pain and pleasure.I stood there with a rock-hard cock while hearing. Dad stood up and I could see his cock sticking out, damn he was hard, how could mother refuse that? Dad picked up his robe and turned to her. “You fucking bitch! You can fuck all our friends at the clubs, but you couldn't fuck me?” I saw it was time for the next stage in our plan. I hurried down to the den and turned on the TV. Dad didn’t know that mother and I knew he had started peeping in on me whenever he could, when I took my baths, he would stand out side the bathroom and jacked himself. Loucks’.”“But I told you ‘no’!”“And yet we spent nearly every waking moment together, when we weren’t in class or studying.”“Until I had my breakdown.”“You were sick, Ang. You needed to get well.”“But you don’t think I am.”“No, I think you are, but I also remember what you said your counselor advised.”“So I need a notarized permission slip to go to bed with you?”I chuckled, “Sorry for laughing, I’d actually like to hear THAT conversation.”“It’s OK. But what are you trying to say?”“I don’t know. They kissed deeply and finally my wife ripped Matt’s shirt open. She rubbed her hands all over his broad chest. Then her head sank out of view. I heard a belt being unfastened, then a zipper being taken down.I looked again into the mirror: Matt had his hands in my wife’s hair…I heard Ana’s muffled sound in the darkness; as she was taking his hard cock into her soft mouth. I watched her head bobbing up and down, as Matt moaned softly. The sounds from the back changed then as my wife appeared to.