I was shocked. The teenage son of the Smiths wasnt that innocent at all and I somehow truly liked that he was watching me. I watched him sneak inside ...he house and closed my window. I cleaned the bathtub and went into bed. I turned on the TV and snuggled up inside my bed sheets. Of course I couldnt get that little Smiths boy out of my head. He said he watched me several times. Im not sure about his age but I guess he is around 17. I checked out my bed room. The windows in here couldnt expose me. Then accidentally one of my hand hit her hard on her thighs. She felt so much pain that tears started rolling down her cheek in a flash. I felt really bad and was repeatedly saying sorry. She was not stopping and her crying was increasing. I placed both my hands on her cheeks and placed a kiss on her forehead. I said that I was really sorry. She stopped crying and said it was paining. I wrapped my hand around her and hold her tightly to me and said I’m sorry again. She said she won’t accept. Suddenly she had a second orgasm making her moan in joy. It was at that point that I stopped, and held still. for a moment We continued fucking, I was holding her tight, and then I felt her third orgasm gripping my cock even tighter. I could hold out no longer and pushed my cock as deep as it would go, the large head pressed against her cervix, I began to cum, pumping a large volume of semen into her.We lay together for a long time as we recovered from our exertions. Then she spoke "I am sorry. I blush finally and you sigh out. “You’re beautiful. So beautiful.” I want you to pull me close, to cover my exposed skin but you are still looking. You guide me to the edge of the sofa so you are kneeling in front of me whilst I sit. My nipples have grown darker, beginning to harden now they are seen. First you run your hands over and around my breasts. Your wide palms and long thick fingers cup their weight at first and then reach around to pull me closer as your lips graze my left nipple.