She eventually joined the horseplay and managed to bump me a few times. The third time I noticed her nipples were hard. I wondered if that was because...of me, or something else.A few more of those bumps, and I decided it was time to get out of the pool. I went to my bathroom to rinse off in the shower. I was in the shower when the door from Jeff’s room opened. He had a habit of picking the lock on the door to come in when he wanted to. Of course, he would have complained had I done the same. I just had to hope that she wouldn’t notice.“Ah, that’s a shame,” she replied. “There was something I wanted to ask him. Anyway, you should hurry up. It’s Monday, don’t forget. If you have the time, try to take care of the laundry too.” With those words, she turned away and finally left, still blissfully unaware as to what happened behind her back.I breathed a sigh of relief. With a glance towards my bed, I confirmed that my father was still asleep as well. This had become such an unpleasant. Arif was slurping the juice that my mom’s pussy oozed out his cock could not take more he just positioned his dick on her pussy and smashed it in one go and she just screamed with pain and pleasure but Jamal again pushed his dick inside her mouth.It was amazing Jamal was pounding her mouth and Arif banged her pussy they picked rhythm and speed and started fucking her like a cheap slut meanwhile Mohammad was sitting on the sofa and watching everything they continued the bangimania for another 10. "Tom is a bit rude, I don't know how to tell you. He never moves out of the way when he's in the way, that kind of person. He thinks he's such a stud."The third day, I got home before her again. I cooked her some dinner, and waited till she got back home. I knew she was in a bad mood when she came through the door without saying a word."Whats wrong?" I asked."The fucking shoes," she shouted at me, "I had to wear these strange high heels all fucking day! He won’t even let me take them off.