What kind of pervert was I becoming? Fucking my own Mom. And worse, she didnt even know I was doing it! Gawd it was unbelievable. My mind could only h...ld that image of her nearly naked body sprawled out on the sofa. Was there anything I should do to stop this? Did I want to? No way. However bad it was of me to be doing it, I was helpless to resist. It was just too thrilling. At 12 years old I now knew what lust was and I loved it. My cock rose into its sensing mode again. All I could think of. I pushed back against him and grasped. Then I slowly slid forward so that his cock was captured just below the head by my tight, kegel muscle. Del's hands moved to my hips and he started his rhythmic thrusting in and out. His hands traveled up my back and stroked my warm flesh gently. He leaned forward and kissed my neck and shoulders. His hands moved over my skin lightly. He gently stroked my hair and neck. He slid his hands down to cup my breasts. I raised up slightly so he could squeeze. Don't you think...''Do it, slut...you know you want to!!'D slowly ran her hand down over her tummy and then it crept inside her tight panties. Click, click, click. Slowly her hand began to caress her wet vagina and she closed her eyes to enjoy the moments.'Open your eyes, bitch, and look at us.' D opened her eyes but still her hand moved gently all around her cunt until she began to sigh.'Oh God, you guys are so cruel. This is so wrong...but...but...ohhhhh my God!'They were all standing over. The place was deserted, so I decided upon my choice of cubicle, and took up residence. I started to read the illicit messages and admire the artwork daubed on the door and the walls, and my semi aroused member quickly became fully engorged. I hadn't been there long before I heard someone enter the premises, and was stopped mid stroke of my slow masturbation as they tried the locked door of my cubicle. Upon finding it locked, they then went next door. My senses were highly attuned, as I heard.