I was moaning and gasping as he ravished me, my pussy had begun dripping and the building pleasure told me I was about to cum. I grinded my pussy agai...st his hand, forcing his fingers all the way up inside me and moaning louder as the pleasure exploded inside me, my body shivering as I came. As my body relaxed I felt his weight on the bed&hellip,between my spread legs. I began panicking again , I had never had a cock up inside me, foreplay and oral was the limit of my experience. He leaned. I wonder how they could be so dumb about what's actually going on.However now having lived it finally, I know for myself how long it can take to really believe and accept what is happening right in front of you. Suspension of disbelief is much harder in actual reality, if that's where I am right now. The strongest male drive nature gives us I'm certain is the overreaching desire to not be a fool. We deny the obvious, rather than risk being shown gullible for accepting it. We look for curtains. “Just make sure he finishes. We got a big night tomorrow.”“Okay, honey.” Joyce’s shoulders slumped.“Wow, Mom, that was close,” Sam whispered.“We have to be more careful, Sammy.” Joyce reached down and pulled up his briefs and tucked his penis inside. She then pulled up his pants, buttoned them, and zipped him up.“Yeah, I promise.” Sam said.“Okay, now go disappear for a while.” Joyce patted the crotch of his pants. “You’re not supposed to be home.”“Okay.”“Your father will kill you if he catches. Neither of them noticed, a bag of clothes, lying on the kitchen floor, next to the washing machine. Lesley should have, because it wasn't there when she had got in from work. If she had, she would have seen it was a bag of her boys sports clothes, and she would have then realised that it had been placed there after she'd returned from work. By her dad. Who she hadn't seen....then all the pieces would have fallen in to place as to what he would have seen. But...she didn't see the bag. So, was.