I looked at Ben, he looked at me, we shrugged and Ben said “what the hell, it's just a kiss, if the girls insist I guess we can do this for them…�...� and I added “plus, I'd really like to see what the have planned to pay us back.”We leaned forward and touched lips, I closed my eyes and imagined it was Amy, Jennifer Lopez, Beyonce, my high school crush, anyone but Ben.Apparently our act was convincing enough, judging by the hoots and the whistles coming from the girls, and after some time that felt. I caressed her boobs for 15 minutes and I started squeezing them mildly still now there was no response from her and I continued my play and slept after some time my mom came and rang the bell.She woke up and went to open the door un till the door bell rang my hands were on her breast only. I thought that she might think it was accident that I keep hand in sleep. I was waiting for night to come faster. We had dinner and went to bed. Now I was ready to sleep earlier as it will be easy for me. It was quite soon after that I heard the first familiar sounds from their bedroom. The odd murmurs, then a little gasp here and there. Then some laughter, and more gasps and sighs. I imagined them lying there, turning each other on. I visualised my Dad's large hands sliding over Mum's firm breasts, the nipples swelling up large and firm like they did this morning, and I could just imagine her pleasure as he did it - I'd seen just how much she loved it when she did it herself! There was another. He could just imagine what his mother was going to do to him. He was pretty sure that she would have him cleaning the attic during the hottest times of the day.After a very long and quiet ten minutes in which the young couple waited anxiously, Mrs. Emery entered the living room wearing her bathrobe. She paused at the chair by the door and picked up a pair of panties. She held them up between her hands so that it was obvious what they were. Looking at them and then at Sean, she said, "I assume.