I did know it involved his father somehow, which was no surprise. I was left on my own, which made me very sad. Without him, I really didn't have th... nerve to do anything fun. I was about as depressed as a teenager could be. But, I received great news shortly before my birthday. My mother, in her kindness, had arranged it so that Tommy could come to my birthday party and stay the night. I played it cool, as I was developing that "cool all the time" highschool guy mentality. But in. She would be all over me her tits pressing over y body,her hands holding mine down she would be one milimeter away from my lips looking me in the eyes and laughing.I was sweating as i stopped begging for help and start begging her for mercy as she laughed and imediatly put her fingers to my throat and choked me as she kept fucking me so much harder. That strapon was destroying my ass she shaked my legs that i couldnt even walk anymore.-fuck fuck u slut even a little bit and u will be mine. After half an hour dad came back home. Dad came in his bed room and saw mom. I was looking at all this from the glass above the door of the bathroom. Mom was wearing a short kurti and shorts. The kurti exposed her huge cleavage. Dad asked mom “Where is kunal ??” mom replied that I was sleeping because I have a headache. Dad “Last night was fun, lets replay it again”. Mom gave a small bite on her lip and said ” last night was real fun”Dad came and kissed mom and slide his hand in moms kurti and. Her pent up need became the fuel for the fire that was consuming her and the attention of her father was so out of bounds, so wrong that it made it all the sweeter. "Daddy, daddy, daddy," she chanted in a whisper, reminding them both of their roles in this i****tuous play. Finally, her breasts covered in saliva, she pushed him back in his chair and pulled off his sweats, his stiff cock springing free. With a lecherous smile she swiped her tongue over her lips in exaggerated desire causing his.