I followed behind, staring at her bikini clad ass all the way up. From this vantage I could see a seemingly damp spot forming in the yellow material w...ere it pulled tightly against the lips of her sex. Once inside the small wooded treehouse we sat opposite each other still trying to wrap our young minds around the scene that we’d spied through my front window. “I can’t believe that my mom was giving your dad a blow job”, I finally said breaking the awkward silence.“And what was your step-dad. Her hand began to rub the clit so hard that it felt as if her hand would break. Giving her nipples each a good couple of tugs, Kara removed her hand and ran it down to her pussy, figuring that a second hand would help speed things along, letting her fingertips slowly caress her labia and then work their way into her dripping hole. Now, her clit and hole were being furiously punished. An orgasm was building that brought a smile to Kara's face. She would welcome it, savor it, be relieved at its. But it was good.” Then he pulled me away to arm’s length, looked me up and down, with his eyes landing squarely on the bumps my nipples were making in my tank top and said, “Wow, you look great. I love that outfit on you.”Mr C had circled around from the den to the family room before sauntering up to the two of us, clapped his son on the shoulder and said, “Hey, Nate….rough practice today?”Nate said, “Hi, dad….yeah, a lot of tackling drills.” Then he turned to me, gave me a peck on the lips and. ” Jim smiled at me, and then walked in the house. I knew Jim would be watching from the kitchen window. My heart raced, and I could feel my face flush with embarrassment. Still on my stomach, I leaned up slightly, and realized that my breasts were essentially exposed in this position, “Richard, give that top back to me please.” I reached one hand out to him. Brian chimed in, “Richard, you need to think carefully about the Mr. B. was right; that is a pretty valuable top you have there. Let’s.