Turning on the light, he examines the surroundings. The shitty apartment is still the same: only 9m², a metallic bed with a hard uncomfortable mattre...s, some wood shelves and other arrangements, a real tiny kitchen area, paint past and scaled of the walls... there is even no bathroom and toilet (they are share with others apartments). At least, rent is cheap and university isn't far. Suddenly, he bursts in tears. After all those depressive time, Charles seems to have reach nervous. She felt like a sausage.Todd pulled up promptly at 6:00 in a blue late model BMW c class. He pulled alongside the curb where Emma was standing and quickly jumped out of the driver’s side door.“Hi, you must be Emma!” he said extending a hand. Emma’s breath was taken away. The guy towering over her was everything his profile picture had made him out to be. Short, dirty blonde hair flew in the breeze above the chiseled features of his well-tanned face. The red polo shirt he wore clung tightly to. By now mine and my mum’s legs had started to rub together as we both reached our peaks and it wasn’t long before we both came to orgasm both of us very vocal watching both my parents play whilst my fingers fiddled with my own pussy, watching dad’s cum fly from his cockhead then as he scooped up his cream and licked it off his fingers then when mum’s legs started rubbing against mine that was the thing that actually sent me over the edge and my orgasm started mums off and we were both flailing. Taking her hands I ushered her into the bedroom, all the while touching, feeling and enjoying each moment of her. As we reached the bed I sat her down. She was placed in such a way that as she looked forward my now insanely hard cock was jutting into her face. I removed my top and pushed back onto the bed. Climbing on top of her we again embraced. Both now naked bodies pushing against each other as our lips went to work.This was her turn though. I broke away and smiled at her. Slowly I moved.