Mom had a beautiful brown triangle bush. After dinner we cleaned up and Mom told me that Bill liked to move fast and that by 9:30 he would likely be f...cking her. At the appropriate time I quietly entered our apartment and could already hear them in Moms’ bedroom. Mom was right, he was a fast mover. I could actually hear the bedsprings creaking in time with their fucking and Moms’ slight moan in time with his thrusting. I went slowly down the hall and found her door slightly cracked, just. The streets were busy with people making there way home, or on their way out for the night. She stopped to light a cigarette; a new affectation he thought as he watched her inhale. She looked skyward and exhaled exhaled and suddenly she was cheap and ordinary to him, his earlier imaginings seemed ridiculous.She inhaled again and noticed the look he gave her. "Sorry, jack! I know you'll think me a complete degenerate. I picked the disgusting habit up when I was in France, last Easter, with. She headed in to the house. It was almost seven and John had cooked dinner but it sat on the stove getting cold. “Well, there you are, dinner’s probably pretty bad now, I expected you an hour ago.” “What happen, accident on the freeway?” She went to him and he stood up to give her a kiss and she took his face in her hands kissed him on the lips quick, said, “I love you” and then she whispered in his ear, “No, not an accident; I have been fucking Mark all afternoon in a motel room, how would. She pushed him onto the trunk of the car without warning and took his currently flaccid cock in her mouth and sucked him to full erection and ejaculation down her throat. He repaid her by rolling her over onto the trunk and licking her to orgasm before they went back into the house. But as it happens every week, Monday showed up and it was back to school for Keith and back to the office for his mother. For two days, Keith and the other guys had to listen to the girls constantly bitching at them.