My mind was dazed and exhausted by the experience. I could see my Mother looking up at me with a cool smirk on her face as she pulled her hand loose a...d lay back to enjoy the final pumpings of my Dad's cock up her pussy.I lay there trembling as he finished and then turned towards me, his eyes sparking."Enjoy yourself whore?" he sneered.My downcast eyes stared at the floor as he got up off my Mom and pulled on a pair of shorts. Then he grabbed my arm and dragged me off the couch and out into the. She sucked him deeper into her mouth, and her head soon began bobbing upand down, allowing him even deeper in her throat. He was so excited he started to hump her mouth harder, moaning as she gently massaged his tight balls. After gagging on his cock for an eternity, she could feel her pussyjuice trailing down her inner thighs, she pulled his cock out of her mouth and eyed it hungrily, it's bulbous head thick, and glistening with a mix of clear precum and her spittle. She wanted it so bad it. "What?" she asked, he slowly shook his head. She smiled herself. She was beginning to recognize this little game. They had played it before. She closed her eyes again and lost herself to the simple pleasure of the brush running through her hair, again and again, building a charge in her like static electricity. She felt herself growing warmer. He kept on for some time, his fatigue forgotten, no thoughts of the morning alarm intruding on his reverie or her feelings of contentment."Stand up" he. She spasmed above me and moaned so loudly I thought for sure we would be caught, but she instead grabbed my hair and pulled me in deeper, my fingers pistoning in and out of her, undulating inside against her g-spot as I continued to suck her clit, torturing the little bud with the tip of my tongue. I glanced up at her face and saw a look of pure extacy as she gripped and rubbed her breasts with the hand not tangled in my hair, pinching the nipple and groaning, writhing on the bed. My cock.