She kept looking like ‘what he can do without touching me.’ I sat down on the chair and started touching myself without taking off my underwear. I...touched for five minutes making noises and closed my eyes to make aunty feel a little comfortable. Then I opened my eyes suddenly and caught her for a split second looking at my dick and immediately she looked into my eyes. Now I could see a little change but not enough to say she is tempted. Then I thought I have to do something more provoking. I. Her thong easily slipped over to one side as her pussy was covered in juices. He found this out for himself when his finger touched her sopping wet slit. He dipped a finger inside her warm tunnel."Mmmmph…" she moaned into his mouth as she felt his digit enter her. She was all his now, and he knew it, too. Angelo broke the kiss and roughly spun her around. He placed one hand on her exposed belly beneath her shirt, while the other one remained up her skirt, but over her crotch. He rubbed her. As it dropped down, I could not take my eyes off her body. My hand went to my cock unconsciously and grabbed it. Mom looked at me smirked, climbed in bed and said good night.Well, I couldn’t sleep. Looking right across the room at my mom, on her back, the sheet barely covering her practically naked body, was driving me crazy. As my eyes got used to the lack of light in the room, I could easily see my moms body. The longer I watched the harder I got. Eventually I could see mom had fallen. Im 15 and like most girls my age love boys, music and boys. Something different from me and other girls is my family. While other teens my age may say they hate their parents because they wont leave them alone, I hate my parents… well, just my Dad really, because of the abuse. My mother fucked off with some guy from her work 11 years ago and I cant really blame her. My Dad is one of the biggest shitheads youll ever meet. Its a miracle I didnt die as soon as my mother left. He just drinks away.