"I know I do."I blushed, and it wasn't entirely forced. I opened my mouth to answer,turned away, and covered my embarrassment with a sip of wine. Th...frosted pink imprint on the rim suddenly fascinated me. The whole timehe grinned at my discomfort. "Thank you," I finally managed."That's so cute," he said. "You really are new to the city, aren'tyou?'I gave a little moue. "Is it that obvious?" A little." He laughed, noticing my mock frown. "Not that much.Really! You're just a bit.... He keeps pressing and pushing her up. Then when he lifts his arms far enough he moves his arms to the side, taking her hands with him. Bringing her off balance she falls to the side. Then rolling over and getting on top of her. Grabbing her wrists and holding them with one hand over her head. "Now who's boss? Hmmm?" he asks with a playful voice. With his other hand he reaches for his tie, using it to tie her hands to the headboard of their bed. There she lays, on her back with her hands tight. Nothing moved in the house. My attention shifted back to the video where my mom was slowly stroking my dad's cock. My teenage dick throbbed in my shorts. I realize I've stumbled onto something special and feel fully exposed in our dining room, so I sent the video to my email account, cleaned up the evidence of my discovery and bolted upstairs to fully appreciate my new treasure in the privacy of my room. The rest of the night I watched my parents fool around, while I eagerly jerked off. The. The taste was strong and disgusting. Wendy nearly gagged. “We’ll get you all clean and then you’ll be okay to suck me off,” Bill said. Wendy merely mumbled while trying not to gag on the soap. After a bit Bill took the soap out and suds dribbled out of Wendy’s mouth. Then he undid his pants and hung his limp cock in her face. “You dirty whore. You better make me hard as a rock and make me cum. I work my ass off so you can run around being filthy. The least you can do is.