“Yes. I know that but I cannot get the van to go.“OK. You’re a doll. See you in the morning.”“Right, me and you are going to discover real l...ve making.” He said looking at me.My tears had stopped, though were still on my cheeks, as I listen to him telling me to get dressed for our date and he would go downstairs and prepare. Wear something nice. He pulled on my husband’s robe. On him it was maybe about 2 sizes too short and almost wrapped around him, his muscles rippled as he pulled it on. He. .but i heard sumthing which started to arouse/turn me on....there was moaning.... i hope it was coming from tv or even from the next door neighbours... yet i was praying that my mom n dad was doing it... sound crazy....but i peep on them b4... looking at mom reaching for the ceiling as she rides her stallion...i approached the door...it wasnt close....arrrrghhhh....it wasnt MOM...it was someone else.....suddenly i started blubbering...."DAD...." it was still soft yet...it could b heard by. A sexy smile flashed over her face.I allowed my hands to slip under her top. I took a deep breath as I felt the taut flesh around her waist, then slid upward toward her breasts. She moaned as my palms pressed over her bra. Her tits were small but felt natural, firm, and delicious.I pulled back and looked into her eyes. Her pupils were wide with lust. I pulled her top up, and she lifted her arms to allow me to remove it. She looked even better than I could have imagined. Her tits sat, perky and. He rubbed his crotch some more. He wasn’t paying attention. He closed his eyes, say back, and he kept rubbing it.“Ohhh mmmmmm this feels good” he told himself as he made himself harder.All of a sudden, out of nowhere, there was a knock on his window. He looked up, abruptly, and saw her standing and smiling. It was his mother. The hand instantly came off his crotch. He looked down and then up. He smiled but it was as fake as anything. She didn’t seem to notice at all.He grabbed the jacket,.