“Oh yes baby! Harder!” I screamed. He responded by slamming his cock into me, annihilating my pussy. My breathing became heavy, and by body began ...eating up. I scratched, hard, all the way from his shoulders to his lower back. My moaning became louder, more involuntary as the ecstasy built up. He was breathing heavily and moaning too. He gripped my hips tightly. He was nearing his climax. “Mmmm, Logan!” I screamed. I moved my hips in perfect rhythm with his. I could feel my body starting to. "Holy FUCK!" I blurted and sat on my bed covering myself with a pillow. "Where the hell is Dad?!!"My mom looked like she was gonna be sick. "We had a fight...I think. He could be back any minute". She stood up, holding a pillow over her tits and holding her mouth with one hand. "Put something on for God's sake. We'll talk about this tomorrow.." She gagged and almost threw up. When she did, her pussy made a gurgling noise and my cum streamed down her thighs. "Oh my God" she said as she went to. ” I was getting very hard by this point, my 6” cock must be about a half inch longer than normal and hard as a rock. I really wanted to stay but I also wanted to see the end of the super bowl game. I told her, “you just keep that frame of mind and I’ll be back at the end of the game.” She pouted and said, “Never mind the game, I have something much better then a football game.” I replied, “that may be true but this is the super bowl, it’s not just any game.” “Well hurry back because I. She liked to bake and I guess that sorta made up for her homework fetish."Cookies!" Troy grinned and he saw me stealing one, sort of juggling it with my fingertips cause it was hot!"Bets, how many times have I told you to wash your hands first?" she sighed, but it was too late."Too late!" I said, taking a small bite and chewing with my mouth wide open cause that cookie was really hot!"Now you got germs, Betsy!" Troy laughed and he was stealing a cookie too."Alright fine, sit down at the table.