Everything was going smoothly before April 2020. I mean, Dad and I used to go to the factory together in the morning and come back home together in ou... car. We didn’t have much time to talk. I bet my parents’ sex life was shit as well.Like any other typical family, while watching movies, I would turn my face away if any intimate scene came. My father used to whisper something in Mom’s ears, and they both would giggle. I used to get some idea but ignored it.And then came the lockdown in April. I feel her nails digging into skin and her hot breath on my neck as more of me is able to slide inside her. Her pussy is gripping me so hard that I can barely feel myself throbbing anymore. She has my dick held in place like a clamp, and it feels better than any other tight pussy I’ve ever felt. She lays her head down on my shoulder and sighs as she finally feels my stomach pressing against hers and her pussy full of hard man meat. I slide my hands off her ass and to the bottom of her thighs. Any way James picked me up and off we went I had no idea where we were going didn’t care it was Friday. We rolled up to the girl’s place and I had to go in and meet the parents. As it turned out to be parent Mrs. D. apparently Mr. D had decided some years ago to piss off and leave her holding the bag at nineteen with two kids. She was remarkably well preserved for her age, which made her around thirty something. From the front door you were in the lounge room to your right was a lounge and from. And at this point, it does not matter to you. You would let that lucky stranger fuck you madly, if indeed it is him. The steps draw near but you are frozen, unable to speak. You know how I am, he is, looking at your pussy, enjoying your wetness your fingers still deep inside yourself, forgotten. You hear a zipper, and another. You sense a presence behind you. “How will he, fuck me?” you think to yourself, hard, slow, quickly, “…in my ass!?”. You hear a shuffling behind you and you finally feel.