The Luftwaffe had taken a terrible toll from the RAF fighters in the day time raids and had increasingly switched to the nighttime sorties. They liked...the bright moonlight nights with a full moon. It was called a 'bombers moon' which provided the ideal conditions the bombers enjoyed for their nightly raids. They could follow the Thames to their target in dockland which mad navigation much easier. Despite the moonlight the RAF Hurricane night fighters had an almost hopeless task in the dark. I just needed some planning and daring.In the night, mom and I decided to watch a movie after dinner. I started the movie, “Grand Masti,” I told mom that it was a comedy movie.We starting watching the movie and hot scenes started coming. Mom looked at me.Me:- Sorry, sorry mom. I thought that this was a comedy movie.Mom:- You watch this type of movie?Me:- No mom, no mom.After that, I switched off the TV and went to my bedroom and was masturbating. Mom came into the bedroom suddenly. She opened. I’ve never felt anything like that before. Where in the world did you learn to do something like that?” This brought a huge smile to his face. “Just something I thought of at the moment, so decided to try it. I’m glad you enjoyed it. ” He stepped forward until his pelvis was pressing firmly against my still throbbing pussy. As he leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss, I could feel his hard cock begging for some attention. "Hold on- - let's go somewhere more comfortable." I started to reach. I can see beads of sweat from Chris’s forehead, her body is glistening. Chris has been rubbing her clit frantically for about four or five minutes, when she looks at me and says, “I’m cummin, I’m cumming… OH my god, I’m c u m m m m m m m!” I stop fucking, at which Chris get's angry, because she look's at me with a deep anger and says, “Keep fucking you bastard, I ride through my orgasms, stop again and I’ll kill you!” I start fucking her again, harder, faster, with almost a mission to keep.