’ He opened his mouth to say something else then with a sad look he closed it and began eating. He looked from his mother to me and seemed so sad. I...felt worry eating at my heart and stomach. I knew our son felt our love, our marriage, even our family crumbling around us. I finally asked, ‘What is it Son? You look worried.’ ‘Nothing. I just feel like…well sorta empty I guess. I suppose I’m just worrying about nothing but things just don’t feel right any more.’ Beulah didn’t say anything as we. She couldn't bring herself to ask why. "Yes," she whispered."That's good. You know, Ryan may think he's a grown man but he's not. His parents still make the rules. I hope you can understand that," she said coldly."Yeah, I do." Good. Good-bye Jen." Good-bye," she stumbled.His mom hung up.Jen laid back on the bed. She squeezed her eyes shut and the tears began to fall. Why was his mom being like this? Why did she hate her? I betcha she knows we've slept together, she thought. Fuck! Now she hates. She was sure that it would help her in the days and months ahead. And maybe even for that paper that her parents still had to sign. She was totally sure that her parents wouldn't want her running around naked in their home, and if she could show them how sweet she could be, it could only help her to get off from school punishments at home.When Sandra had set the table for breakfast, she went sitting in the living room and watched some television. She was nicely surprised, because they had some. “That night at about 1.00 AM, I went down to kitchen to drink water. I was stark naked, as I like sleeping without wearing any thing, not even a bra and panties. While coming back I heard some moans from Amar’s room. I thought he might be masturbating in his bed. Just to watch his swollen cock, I peeped in his room and found it unlocked. I was surprised to see that Mom was riding Amar’s cock and her busty ass was hopping vertically above his dick, giving a perfect sliding motion around his rock.