I wanted to go into that house and lay you down and make love to you for the rest of the day. But that would have ruined my cover. I wasn’t due home...until about 5 so I wasn’t going to stop watching you just yet. When you were done in the bedroom, you went back to the kitchen and started making dinner. You pulled out a roast and turned on the oven. You chopped up all the fixings, potatoes, onions, carrots, peppers, you know the way I like it. Just watching you, I could almost smell the food you. The man was tall, muscular, and strong. His size made Monica look like a teen slut girl!The man was pushing his huge thick cock fully in Monica’s cunt till his balls touched it. He had his left hand over her waist and his right hand pulled her long hair from behind. The swift thrusts made Monica roll her eyes and I could see Monica’s fair body going red in pleasure.The Haryanvi girl’s tired face with ruined makeup indicated that she was getting fucked for a long time.After watching her in this. The computer was against the wall I could see, and on the screen was one of those video/webcam chat sites I mentioned earlier, with a porn site on the other half of the screen. The window was open so I could hear everything, and there was a faint smell of sex/pussy in the air.Now the three women in my house were all naked and stood by the computer at this point. This was the first time I had seen mum's friends naked fully and I was loving it! Equally, I had seen a lot of things involving mum. Mr. Miller’s two sons were there, but I heard a lot of gossip that his daughter refused to come. I heard more gossip about the fact that she wouldn’t come because she’d accused him of raping her as a child. People talked in whispers about how long ago a few girls had said such things, but there was never any proof. They all looked at me funny and some people even asked me if Mr. Miller had ever touched me wrong. I was very quiet and just shook my head, but inside I was laughing. Oh he’d.