Instinctively I turned away out of respect for their privacy. As I said, my parents were open about almost every area of their lives except for their...lovemaking which had always been something special that they reserved for just between the two of them. The only problem was that I couldn't help myself – something inside me seemed to be compelling me to watch them. I turned back to the window and looked down at them as they began to make passionate love, my mom in a doggie position with her. Satisfied that the room was tidy, she resumed looking and waiting at the door, her body gently swaying as she waited. The sound of jostling keys made her ears perk up and her juices flowing. She spread her legs a little far from each other, her hands itching to play with her cunt and give herself relief. The door opened slowly and Master entered the room. He looked down at her and smiled. “Waiting patiently for me bitch?” Master said as he walked in and dropped his bag on a chair. She crawled. So I was perfectly ready for all my moves and I exactly know what all the girls expect in the real dark. As the two seater train moved in the dark, I lifted her and kept in my thighs and from the back I started to tease all her body.As we came out from the dark and we both were in the perfect mood I asked her for a first kiss. As I asked her in the beginning she acted like she was not interested but after I started teasing her by kissing all around her neck and blowing some a hot breath near. And used them on Jake. She hated Brock still ... and she didn’t much care for Van, though in spite of herself, she was addicted to Jake. He was a great guy, a bright youth ... the other guys were still just pigs.As for Barbara Jean, she wasn’t about to stop it now. She loved this! She loved being a fuckpig for these guys! She didn’t want it to ever stop at this point. She just wanted to keep pulling trains for the various men, to take their man meat and run with it ... and she frankly was tired.