It looks like an explosion between them, as your mother’s juices splash out of her pussy, drenching your father’s balls and soaking the sheets. It...seems to go on and on, the screaming and bucking on the bed, while more and more juices are gushing out of her pussy, before your father finally grabs on to the head board and rams his cock into her one final time, lifting her lower body completely off the bed and driving the breath out of her. After a moment where your father is completely tensed up. She started rolling her hips a bit, grinding herself against him. She tried to shift and move around so that his cock would be pressed against her clit, even if it was through his jeans. Suddenly his mouth, hot, moist and wet was wrapped around her tit, sucking licking and nibbling. He picked up the pace devouring her, kissing one then the other, sucking hard on a nipple then biting it gently. She howled the sound a mix of pain and pleasure. “I can’t help myself,” he said, as he stretched. I’ll be careful ... love you, too, BYE!” The girl I knew now as “Mercy” stabbed at the disconnect icon and shoved her phone into her a rear pocket.I ushered her through the gate, glancing back at the picnic table where I’d been talking with Faye. She wasn’t there, and I couldn’t find her with a quick look at the crowd of people at the two tables. I didn’t look that hard. I was busy tucking Faye back behind a door in my mind marked, “Do Not Open! Ever again!”“Mercy ... you always talk to your. Instead, her eyes flared.I have read that phrase a good number of times. I guess it usually means that someone gave someone else a certain look – fierce, angry, something in that neighborhood. Not so, just then. Mary’s eyes actually flared. They burned, like with real fire.I sat back, a little unnerved. I also gave up the notion that I was going to bluff her. She knew.I sighed. “Since yesterday morning, I think.”“You think?”“Weird things started then, but maybe the night before. Very hard to.