For a moment I was overwhelmed and just didn’t know what to say, then I thought I had to try a bit of damage control, and told my father that he sho...ld take mother home. My son understanding my thinking picked his Gran up and started to carry her out of the house. But father was having none of it, he wanted to know what the hell was going on? The name ‘Sheila Marie Carter’ had cut four people in the room like a knife. She was a secret that we four shared and had kept for almost ten years. Now. "This way, I can see your eyes, your face. Watch you enjoy it," he said huskily."You make me feel so good," I breathed."God, your ass is beautiful stuffed full of my dick. The way it caves in when I fuck in, and the way it stretches out as I fuck out," he huskily whispered.I stretched my arms so that my hands could roam his hairy thighs and butt. I pulled him to me, and me to him.He lowered my legs from his shoulders, and placed my feet on his chest, just above his nipples. He pushed. I moved to place my ear on the wall to hear the two of them in greater detail. The fucking now was becoming faster and the man was pumping Sheila at full speed. Now she was grunting more than moaning. Her sounds were muffled, as if she had a pillow on her face; but yet it was still loud enough to the point where I did not have to put my ear close to the wall anymore. This went on for over half an hour. During this time, I kept fingering myself, getting my wet cunt swollen and slippery with my. He kept glancing in my direction watching me sit in the front row playing with my hot pussy making it wetter. Just short of cumming on myself I stopped but the teasing continued. Tantalizingly I sucked on my ink pen. Slowly I swirled my tongue around it before sticking it down my throat. Looking at his crotch a small outline form was growing largely quickly. I enjoyed the power I had over this man. An hour passed and the dismissal bell rang. With a smirk on my face feeling excited at how well.