After Mom sat down she began shuffling through the music books leaning against the piano in front of us. My eyes, however, were aimed between her expo...ed thighs, following the black straps that clipped onto the wide band of thicker nylon, nestled against the softest flesh I had ever seen, and disappeared into the darkness of Mom's dress.Mom couldn't seem to find the right music to relieve the stress my father had created and flipped back and forth through several books before she finally found. When she took off her bra, I discovered that she had small tits that was advertised and both were pierced. I started to get hard and she must have noticed because she started to grind faster and harder, while asking me if I liked that. "What do you think?" I asked knowing full well she could see my pants bulge. She looked at me and smirked. Then she turned around and bent over so I was able to see her soaking wet panites. She slowly slipped them off showing me her nice looking pussy. I wanted. He gave me a lot of affection. I am closer to my dad than my mom. When I was celebrating my 16th birthday while giving me a present, dad hugged me so tight that my sweet lemons were crushed under his strong chest. He kissed my forehead first and then kissed me below my ear.This gave me such an immense thrill that I can’t explain. My dad whispered slowly in my ear, “Baby, you are a beautiful girl and going to be a beautiful young woman one day.” I felt proud at that time by hearing his words. My. I just need to catch up on some sleep tonight. That's all. We'll have some fun tomorrow, okay?” “Okay,” I said. “That's fine. I hope you sleep well, dear. I love you.” “You too,” she answered. With a sigh, I shut my eyes. After a few minutes of deep contemplation and sexual frustration, I finally fell asleep. The following Saturday morning arrived swiftly. When I awoke, I immediately noticed that Becca was no longer in bed. I gazed around the room, squinting my eyes as the sun shone through.