Pulling into the garage, you see both cars still parked. Confused, you unlock the door and step inside the quiet house. No one is downstairs ... no li...hts on. Walking upstairs, you thought you heard something in your mom's room. As you approach the corner of the hallway, you see the door wide open. You manage two more steps before you see the reflection from the large mirror inside.There she is... bent over... that beautiful full frame... leaning over the bed. Her breasts swaying as your clumsy. My knees buckled. Even as I collapsed forward, slung like a hammock over that silver runway, part of me was hurled airborne into sweet, screaming turbulence.A leveling off, another steep ascent, a warning cry - was it mine, or his?Lost and blind and utterly wild, I was swept into frenzied crosswinds again. This time, the alarms were silent, their triggers all the more intensely felt in the scarce atmosphere of rapture.Still anchored to his shoulder, and regaining vision, I became aware of how. He moaned loudly as I pressed on his tight hole. He finally straightened up and I laid him down on my lap. A sweet smile on his face told me how much he enjoyed it. When he opened his eyes I asked him if he was ready for bed, he knodded his head. I picked him up and carried him down the hall. I asked him if he wanted to go to his room or mine. He pointed to my room. I kissed his forehead and laid him on my bed. Stripping down and climbing into bed,he scooted back against me. I pulled the sheets. I saw the way you looked at me earlier.” Her voice dropped to a whisper, “The way you looked at me made me so wet.” ‘Shit’ he thought, how did she know? “Sorry, I never meant to look at you that way.” “Oh.” She sounded disappointed. “I just thought… Well it doesn’t matter.” “Oh no, I wasn’t saying I didn’t want to look at you, I did. I mean, I really did. You’re… fucking hot.” She smiled. “Fancy coming with me? I finish in oh about 5 minutes.” “Yeah, I do.” He waited, she finished what she was.