‘What did she say?’ ‘She asked me to get your number. Says she can’t stop thinking about how hot you are.’ ‘Ha Ha.’ he flipped me the mi...dle finger as he oozed away from my door. The drive over to the Krugers was torturous rush-hour gridlock. It took an hour and a half to drive six miles. What’s more, it was the opposite direction to home so I was pretty ticked-off by the time I’d parked in their drive. I couldn’t help noticing that the bush Jack and I had trashed was back in place, expertly. “Come here and masturbate with me. I want to see you stroke your cock before you fuck me.”I lay next to her and started to stroke my cock as her fingers delved deep inside her wet pussy. There is something very erotic about masturbating with a woman. The way she made her back arch while keeping her eyes fixed on my cock made me feel amazing. It made me feel wanted and loved.She sat up on the bed and slid one leg over me and slowly lowered herself onto my cock. It felt amazing to be inside her. I stopped her from unhooking her bra and I did it myself slowly sliding it off her shoulders and throwing it towards my father who sat starring at the two of us. I moved behind my mother resting my chin on top of her head and slowly slid my hands all over her body before grabbing to overfull handfuls of her massive tits. I pinched and rolled her nipples between my fingers making her moan softly as she tried to contain herself for her husbands sake but I could already tell she hadnt been. .You squeeze my butt hard and and I bite my lip..'anyway, I will get you a bite to eat' I murmur trying to pull away...'anything you want in particular babe?' Your lips stifle the words before I even have chance to finish my sentence, your hands roaming my figure, your tongue exploring my mouth...stopping again on my bum, you grip both cheeks and steadily lift me on the worktop, never breaking away from our kiss, hands tracing softly up the side of my thighs, lifting my skirt and delicately.