My Dad had led my Mom down the hallway and into their room. I had excused myself telling them I was going to my pool house.5 minutes later I was tipto...ing down the hallway towards the sound of my parents 'love making'.The doorway had been left ajar. I could see my Dad's bare arse moving methodically up and down. They were fucking in the missionary position. My Mom's legs were pulled up with her feet hanging in the air.I could hear my Dad's gruff grunts. My Mom was putting on a decent enough. Now Ann had never played with herself, at school she had been taught that such things were dirty and could damage your health. However, as she wiped for a second time the pleasure it caused seeped into her. This time she allowed 2 fingers to delve into the source of her wetness. "Good god' she thought, 'What the hell am I doing!'. For the next few days she tried to put the episode out of her mind but it wasn't that easy. The image of his spewing cock was so corrosive in her mind. Each time she. "So long, kid." Yeah -- hey, want us to bring something back for you from the ice cream store?" Nah, it'll melt." Oh, yeah." Evan was just out the door when he turned around. "Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. Mom said for you to come downstairs when you're done." What for?" I dunno." With that, Evan was thundering down the stairs.Meanwhile, a cold prickling sensation was moving down Trevor's neck. Had she found out somehow? Had she found out about all of it? That he had fucked his cousins and all his. Alan was fighting holding off his climax… he did not want this pleasurable feeling to end. His hands gripped the head that was going up and down in sync with his thrusting loins. The sound of his mother gagging as he pushed down a little too hard seemed to bring him more pleasure. Similarly the harder the hands on head of the gobbling 44 year pushed down the more used she felt. The perverted woman wanted to be used… used by the aggressive youth for his gratification regardless of trying to.