I had never heard my parents having sex before, but they were louder than ever since they started going nude. Their room was down the other end of the...hallway, but I could still hear mum moaning in pleasure almost nightly. That was not helping my urges during the day.It was four days since the great strip down when I headed into the kitchen for breakfast without a shirt. The sight of my mum's round ass greeted me as I stepped into the room. It was a sight I could never get sick of, no matter. Her bottoms lifted from the bed. My cock plunged deeper and deeper into her choot as she twisted and humped with all her might from below. Her hands wandered firmly over my back and shoulders as I continued to fuck her.I pinched her tits and squeezed her ass. I fucked her harder and faster. Her whole body shuddered violently.She spread her legs wider and pressed her hips up as I continued to pump her choot. She was mad with lust. She grabbed my hair and pulled my face to hers.Our lips locked.. He looked so strong and rugged in worn jeans and fade shirt, his beard thick and black, his eyes smoldering.“Daddy, welcome home!” I moaned as Jalal kept licking me.I shivered, realizing Daddy hadn’t seen me with my brothers yet. He knew I fucked them. Knew I was a complete slut, but now he witnessed it. I could see his eyes widening as he fully beheld me as a slut. A nasty whore. He licked his lips, his hands rubbing on his jeans as his dick swelled hard.Just feeling his eyes on me made my. ..ohthe agony! Ted nodded at the bike courier carelessly,and took the package and signed his name on the proffered manifest. "Mr.Harper." the courier touched his arm," I am supposed to pick thisitem up again in thirty minutes...it has to be given back, sir." Tedlooked up irritatedly at the courier, who seemed to be smirking at him. "Yeah...that'sfine." These bike couriers are such a pain, Ted thought. His youngerbrother had dropped out of college for a year to skid around the streetswith.