Then she finally touched me. Her hand cupped up between my legs with a firm confidence that made me gasp. Then she pressed a finger into my cunt and I...pushed back against her hand. She pushed straight in deep as far as her finger could reach and I found that I could not even cry out.Barbara started fucking me with two fingers; thrusting in and out so quick I could feel my heels skimming on the marble floor. I lowered my head and pushed my arms against the wall, bending a bit over for her…Then. I made my way upstairs and laid down on my bed, staring at the ceiling.'What the hell is Mom thinking having Dean sleep in there with her. I'm sure she hasn't put up the camping bed...' I thought.I tried to put it out of my mind but couldn't and eventually I just had to know what was happening. I stood on my bed and carefully removed the air vent cover on the wall that I had unscrewed ages ago to be able spy on my mom getting dressed in the next room. I peeked through, and sure enough Dean was. Even through fast rocking, I was able to reach up with both hands and grab her breasts. I squeezed gently and as I did, streams of white liquid shot out of her nipples and coated my face and chest. Her milk was so warm as it landed on me. She moaned loudly as I squeezed again, and another two arches of her personal nutrition spurted out in the same fashion. I tried to aim one for my mouth, but missed and was coated again with her warm nourishment.Suddenly, she let out a yelp and I felt her clit. She lowered her gaze to the floor and at the same time brought her hand up in front of her eyes, as if to prevent herself from peeking. "I-- I'm sorry. Excuse me." She stepped backwards away from the doorway, and then her footsteps could be heard going back down the hall.With a snort of exasperation, Gerald got up from the bed and closed his bedroom door. When he turned around again, April was already scrambling into her clothes."Oh my god, your mom saw me naked!" she said, fastening her bra.