.UUHHHH!” She moaned, and I celebrated feeling her slippery cum wash down the length of my shaft.“Now, doesn’t that feel better!” I hissed. �...How many more cums have you got locked in that cunt? Give me another one bitch!” I was really sweating and I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. Mom’s twat clamped and spasmed around my fuck-stick as she came again. “I hope your little cunt is ready because I’m about to paint it white!” I shouted and I thrust into her steaming twat as fast as I. But it was then suddenly there was a knock on the door.I had to release my grip, and she had to get up to check the door. It was my dad who came in the odd timing again. He went to refresh and came back in a few minutes. He was attempting not to make sounds so that he would not wake us up.He wanted to take his wife for a fuck in the next room. They whispered to each other and left the room. My mom looked at me as she left the room and closed the door behind her. I was left there un-finished. It's kind of sexy." Oh," he said. "Is it like, uh, porn?" What do you know about that?" Her eyes became a little wider."Not much. It just sounded like maybe that's what it was."She looked at him closely as he sat facing her. She still had on her robe, wrapped loosely around her. Her thighs were exposed where her knees were up, and the top was open just enough for him to get a peek at the top of her bra inside. She put her arms around him and hugged him for no apparent reason. He felt the warm. "Sure, thanks Mr Matthews." You said something about boyfriend trouble. Do you want to talk about it?" I asked, hoping that she would say no and we could go and watch TV or something.She looked thoughtful for a moment, holding the white coffee mug close to her soft red lips, and then I noticed a small tear forming in the corner of her gorgeous eyes. She looked up at me."Can I talk to you Mr Matthews? It's just that I can't talk to my parents, it is too embarrassing. You won't tell them will.