"As an answer, I pushed my pelvis against his hardness. His eyes widened and he gripped my ass. His hands kneaded my ass though me 'barely-there' dres... and he rubbed his hardness against me. I moaned, head falling back, fingers digging on his biceps. I wasn't paying attention to the music now. Still rubbing, he leaned in and gave me a trail of open-mouthed wet kisses from my chin to the base of my throat. I was so turned on I could barely breathe. “Let’s get out of here,” I whispered in his. I could see mom removing her saree even before the door was closed. I knew they were going to have sex immediately. My dick was ultra hard with excitement and fear. There was always a chance I would be caught. But the risk was worth taking.No other way was I ever going to see my own parents having sex. The camera gear was connected to my laptop, and I switched it on. The view was just perfect. My mom was already in her red bra and white petticoat. She looked like a hot MILF we see in so many of. I should really have turned away and saved ourselves an awkward moment.But as I turned away, she asked me, “Could you help me a bit”. Caught. I’ll need to do the best I can.There was only a limited room around the sink, and we kept brushing up against one another. It was innocent, but when she turned, I could feel her rear rub against the lump in my pants. Nature designed us both that way – I felt tingles up my cock.She must have felt it too. She turned and looked me straight in the eyes. Fixed. He licked Betsy's cunt nonstop and his tongue danced, as if it was on fire.Even now Betsy was ashamed of the way she responded. Ron whispered softly and he rained tender kisses on her ear while moving his body to the side. This left Betsy's chest exposed and Allen attacked like a starved maniac. Her face felt hot and flushed and Ron held her steady while he urged Allen to suck her nipples. Betsy had tried hard to merely listen to Ron and block out everything else but that proved impossible. Now.