He was stunned when I crashed open their bedroom door, Dad standing naked and holding Mom by the throat, his hand ready to strike. "Get the fuck out y...u little prick!" he snarled, spittle exploding from his mouth."DAD..."Letting Mom go and moving toward me, his fists now clenched and his face red with rage, he screamed, "I kill you, you little Momma's boy."It really only took one blow, an uppercut that connected with all my force into his soft stomach, a blow that put him on the floor gasping. I always wear tracksuits, for easy access to sex ;), so she just pulled down my tracks in a jiffy.My dick was now in it’s full 7” glory and poking through the boxers. Tasnia gave a wicked smile, and as I was standing on the floor and she was there with her knees bent, she licked my dick over my boxers and the precum adhering to it. Damn, that feel!Then, she yanked me off my boxers, and there we were naked fully, with Tasnia in the super sexy position to give me a bj. I always keep a shaved. “Oh little boy, your dick will be fucking sore and swollen before you can satisfy your mom. You are still not strong like your dad yet.” My mom said.With that said, I wanted to prove her wrong. So I put in all I got and gave her fast strokes one after another, pumping her pussy hard and deep.“Oh shit, I can’t believe you are really fucking my brains out, just a little more, I am almost there. Fuck me harder and a little faster.” My mom cried.“Mom I think I’m going to blow, but I don’t have a. ) The brakes sucked ... which was alright ... you could ground loop on a dime. You could fly backwards in a reasonable breeze. They weren't a delight to fly, but if you could keep it in the air anything else the Army threw at you was simple. Turns required pedal, stick, throttle and body english. Lean just so and you could force it around tightly, (as a Bf-109 fighter pilot found out ... to the detriment of the Messerschmidt.)As we discovered, the tail came up quickly ... with a minimum of ESS.